Despite the billion-dollar facelift of the Entertainment District in the mid-1990s, these star-hungry tourists must forfeit their visions of tabloid ritz and glamour when confronted by Tinsletown’s lackluster realities, finding the Walk of Fame’s slabs of cement displaying imprints of Groucho Marx’s cigar, Betty Grable’s legs, John Wayne’s fists and R2D2’s feet a little disappointing.

Have no fear: entrepreneurial souls live here, and visitors can go home with one-of-a-kind portraits of themselves with their favorite superhero or movie character. Never mind that some consider these Imposters to be panhandlers, or that local businesses have described them as a nuisance. Everybody who comes to Hollywood feels like they really could be somebody. In the meantime, it might just pay better to be somebody else.

Imposters documents the out-of-work actors and vagrants who spend their days dressed up as characters like Superman, Spongebob Squarepants and Marilyn Monroe, filching a few bucks from out-of-towners. Photographer James Knoblauch befriended these people and photographed them at home, in their costumes. Coupled with interviews conducted by Knoblauch and writer Shawna Kenney, Imposters reveals the culture of celebrity’s humorous and revealing underbelly.