This story and L.A. TACO's coverage of independent art galleries are sponsored by Nikos Constant.
When artist and stripper Beverly Western invited me to her gallery opening, in an art show highlighting the creativity of sex workers, there was only one possible answer: "It would be my honor."
99 Warehouse is tucked away in a forgotten stretch of the Fashion District, the kind of block you'd never just wander onto simply because there is nothing else around.
After 11 p.m., when most of Downtown has emptied out, this is where everyone seems to be headed. We learned from our last visit and parked in the sketchy alley (literally on top of a pile of trash). I’ll do anything to not have to walk a block in heels.
Everyone coming to the warehouse inevitably passes a business where the alarm shrieks every time someone walks by. The people arriving don't even flinch anymore.