I was in Hollywood early evening last night. I was shooting the shit with a business customer and watching all the pretty ladies go by. We were sitting down (chairs on the sidewalk in front of his store) and talking about business, about 7PM. I wasnt really interested in partying. All of a sudden this pretty girl just shows up out of nowhere, standing in front of the guys store. I kind of looked her over, but didnt really feel like being social, so I went back to talking with my customer. She keeps standing there, smoking a cigarette, so I give her another once over. Shes about 25, pretty face, pretty good body. I look down and she is wearing newspapers around her feet, tapped up, in some mock-shoe get up. I ignored her, because I didnt want to engage with a Hollywood street urchin. My customer has a kinder heart so he asked her to sit down, while he got her a jacket. I ask her a few questions to be polite. It turns out she was originally from the Midwest, has been here for 6 years. She had done hair and makeup in the past, dancing, gave up on that, then worked at a coffee shop, and now is homeless. She was obviously looking for a place to stay for the night. I was slightly compassionate, but wasnt going to help her out. I was chatting her up a little bit (she seemed a little coked out) and she had graduated college, seemed articulate, but just gave up. Now, Im as horny as the next guy and havent gotten laid in a while, but I wasnt interested in fucking a coke-whore who now is on the streets. There was a Hispanic guy who was staying at a low-end hotel down the street. He was a little bit slow and was in town from Chicago for a week and was looking to get laid. My customer called him up and he came down and they chatted for a bit. He doesnt know how to talk to women, so he wasnt helping his case, but she did need a place to stay. My customer convinced the hotel manager to let her up with Hispanic guy (she had no ID or bags). After some coercion, the manager did let the girl up with the guy. I went back to shooting the shit with my customer. I went home a little bit later (I live very far from Hollywood-its not my scene). My customer calls me today and said (hearing this story third hand) after the girl showered up, that she gave the Hispanic guy a hand job and then blew him, so she could spend the night. He wanted to fuck, but she insisted on no condoms. Well, the guy was stupid, but not that stupid and thankfully didnt fuck her. The sad part about this story is that in my 5 minute conversation with her, she actually seemed bright and articulate. My take is she had dreams of making it big in Hollywood, eventually realized how hard it is out here for those lines of work, took up with the wrong crowds, gave up, got fucked up on drugs, and is now fucking just to get a place to stay. The even sadder part is that her story is not unique.