There’s not a lot going on in this photo looking west along Hollywood Boulevard from Wilcox Ave, and that’s why it caught my eye. I’m used to the 21^st century version of Hollywood Boulevard which is a nonstop hurly-burly of humanity in all its permutations and combinations, along with cars, trucks, skateboards, and electric scooters. That building on the corner is largely unchanged but back in 1922, when this photo was taken, the boulevard was a relative oasis of calmness, breathing room, and a 50/50 chance of finding street parking.

That same view in April 2019: