A really, truly, repulsive tour.

Bubblegum Alley

by Ira Hirsh, pop culture horrorist

Sitting, or shall  I say "decomposing" in the upscale coastal California  enclave of San Luis Obispo between a shop that sells porcelain frogs for eight thousand dollars and  a store that mounts candy apples on gold plated sticks,  is a must-see spot that is so hideous; so God awful disgusting, that it has the distinguished honor of placement on the national registry of historic places.  This honored location, as any local will puff up with pride over, is known as Bubblegum Alley.  Ready to be mortified?  I thought so.