THERE USED TO BE A BOHEMIAN DISTRICT ON THE EAST END OF HOLLYWOOD BLVD
WHERE A SMATTERING OF DECAYING HIPSTER HAUNTS WERE SITUATED. THE SIDEWALKS
WERE ALWAYS ABUZZ WITH PROSTITUTES, BUMS, STONERS AND MENTAL DEFECTIVES
OF EVERY VARIETY ... BUT THERE WAS ONE EXCEPTIONAL CHARACTER WHO WAS SIMPLE
BUT ALWAYS RATHER CHARMING ... AND SOMEWHAT TALENTED. AN AGING BLACK BAG
LADY THAT WOULD PUSH A CART FULL OF SCAVENGED GARBAGE UP AND DOWN THE
BLOCK AND OCCASIONALLY ENTER THE HIPSTER STORES TO SEE IF ANY PATRONS WERE
INTERESTED IN A PECULIAR SERVICE SHE OFFERED. SHE WOULD CUSTOM-MAKE A RAG
DOLL OF YOU OR A LOVED ONE FROM SCRATCH FOR A CASH DONATION. YOU WOULD
MAKE THE DEAL IN THE MERCHANT'S STORE, PAY HER UP FRONT AND SHE'D RETURN IN
A DAY OR SO WITH THE FINISHED DOLL AND LEAVE IT WITH THE OBLIGING CLERK FROM
WHOM YOU'D PICK IT UP ON YOUR NEXT VISIT TO THEIR SHOP. ONCE, WHEN THE DOLL
LADY WAS MAKING HER USUAL PITCH TO SOME POTENTIAL CUSTOMERS, I GOT THE
BRIGHT IDEA OF HAVING HER MAKE A CELEBRITY DOLL ... AND WHAT BETTER ONE THAN
THE HEADLINE SNATCHING OJ SIMPSON WHOSE MURDER TRIAL WAS THEN THE TALK OF
THE TOWN. I BOUGHT SOME TINY NOVELTY HANDCUFFS FROM THE TRINKET COUNTER OF
A NEARBY RECORD STORE AND SUPPLIED THE DOLL LADY WITH THOSE AND A NEWSPAPER
IMAGE OF OJ THAT HAPPENED TO SHOW HIM POSING WITH NICOLE. TO MY SHOCK AND
SURPRISE, THE BAG LADY WENT ALL OUT AND MADE BOTH OJ AND NICOLE DOLLS
EXPLAINING, "IT JES DIN SEEM RAT ONLEH MAKIN DE ONE WHEN DAT PURTY DED LEDDY
IS JES AS MUCH FAMUS AS HE IZ, NAH".