Portraits of Paulette
Paulette needed a dollar, or two or maybe three, after getting lost and stranded in the wilderness of Beverly Hills where "there 'aint no-one there to help you get nowhere." She laughed. Out loud. The laughs didn't stop. Somehow she made it out of there to here in downtown LA where she made the corner of the street and busy Central Ave her patch in the shade for however how long. Paulette gave me all sorts of advice for getting the bus either to or from Santa Monica, again with lots of jokes cracking along the way, but the warning was clear - "stay away from Beverly Hills!"