Rochester, New York, wouldn't do, and it was the sixties, so Nick Metropolis headed for Hollywood. He'd be a rock star, but that didn't work out, nor did the acting thing. He started selling old junk on the corners to make ends meet – and that worked. Nick Metropolis Collectibles, on the corner of First Street and La Brea – a prop shop to the studios, or the oddest of curio shops, or Hollywood’s junkyard, depending on your point of view – was a stunning success. Major...
more »Rochester, New York, wouldn't do, and it was the sixties, so Nick Metropolis headed for Hollywood. He'd be a rock star, but that didn't work out, nor did the acting thing. He started selling old junk on the corners to make ends meet – and that worked. Nick Metropolis Collectibles, on the corner of First Street and La Brea – a prop shop to the studios, or the oddest of curio shops, or Hollywood’s junkyard, depending on your point of view – was a stunning success. Major studios could find just the right oddity here for an odd scene. Hollywood stars bought their household irony here – but times change and Nick is in his seventies now and the rent jumped up. The neighborhood was changing – high-end boutiques, hip new absurdly expensive restaurants and third-wave coffee shops. It was time to pack it in. The sale signs are up – "Going out of Business" – and this is what's left. No one knows what will happen to that odd mural out back. ~ Tuesday, May 7, 2019
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