I lived through the OJ shit as a neighbor. The restaurant where she left her glasses and Ron Goldman was the waiter is at the end of my block. OJ's house was just on the other side of Sunset Blvd and the FUCKING news copters were day and night. I had many thoughts of taking a rifle to the lot of them. Then later when we were working on the coastline shooting stuff, the FUCKING copters were hovered over the SaMo courthouse all morning. We had to ADR weeks of stuff.