Los Angeles, California
Typically when one thinks of Hollywood’s Cahuenga corridor, young girls in Kelly Bundy dresses and guys in flashy graphic tees come to mind. The thumping of Milosh (Mee-lo-shh) trance music provides the ideal soundtrack for cheap thrills and endless glamor cheese photo opportunities. There is no limit to how much fun someone can really have here. But there are still a few folks who value the past glories of this historic area of Hollywood. The types that used to cruise Sunset & Hollywood for affordable companionship. They crawl slowly through the streets while showing off their prized whips, offering us a precious window in to a Hollywood nearly forgotten.
I’ve avoided The Hollywood Blvd. & Cahuenga area while I have lived in LA. It vividly reminds me of all the bad things one might experience attending a large public university in the Midwest. From the stiff shoulders on the side walk to seeing the most freakout hot girl on the arm of a complete slug, the heartbreaks seem endless in the corridor. And it never helps when you get steamrolled by a morbidly obese gremlin spilling mayo on her DDs while beating up on a bacon wrapped hot dog. But when you catch a glimpse at a cherry Dumper like this, all those drawbacks fade away.
My mind drifts freely as I long to be in the front seat of that whip. Taking corners very slowly would be a good place to start. Let everyone know you are aware of your elevated value. Maybe take a group of girls on roller skates to Carneys for cheeseburgers. Or maybe just go roller skating with them. Warm summer nights provide endless possibilities for a convertible Body Dumper. A late night trip to the beach or a moonlight drive down Mullholland become part of the playbook. Whips like these used to own the Cahuenga corridor and the night. It would be a shame to ever forget how this BD navigated & chassis dropped through the immoral streets of 1970s gutter Hollywood.
