Hollywood, Los Angeles review: Still the star of the show

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ENGINES are smouldering and hissing. Propellers slowly whirr. Yellow life jackets are ripped into shreds, some caught on headrests. Charred clothes, shoes and bags are scattered over garden lawns and hedges. But most dramatic of all is a tail fin from what was once a 747, jutting out of a roofless house.

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