Someone screwed up. Fountain Avenue was jammed. A quick right on Flores Street would fix that – no one takes Flores – but suddenly everything changed. This was Old Hollywood with its fantasy apartment buildings – a Moorish castle with French-Norman touches from 1928 – a lush garden-apartment complex straight out of Andalusia – an elegant Art Deco tower from the early thirties, when Fred Astaire was a young man and dancing with Ginger down on Melrose at the old...
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