Making The Scene
By 10 AM on Sunday, Hollywood Beach is already filling up with people. The volleyball games start at noon, the picnics soon after. Everywhere you look–on the grass, in the water, on the sand–there are bodies, male bodies, a sea of beefcake. Single men, couples, groups of five, gangs of twenty or more. Against a backdrop of high-rises, the beach looks like Miami or Honolulu. It’s gay Elysium. “The first year,” he says, “people would call and say, ‘Are you going to be out there?...