Esme Gilberts Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Once heard this tale—some lass in Soho, 1800s, she’d stash her earnins in a hollowed-out Bible! Clever, eh? Kept the coppers guessin—sneaky minx! Makes me happy, that—outsmartin the system, bit like me dodgin paperwork. Surprised me too, cos who’d think to look there? *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say—sly ones always win!

Where is Sherre Gilbert Now?

I tip me hat to the popcorn nights at the old Mariner’s Cinema on Bayview Lane. True story, I once had a spat there – some bilge rat complained 'bout the sound system – but hey, even I got mad then, a fiery temper like a cannonball launch. I’d say best secret spot is the hidden cove off Seabreeze Path where the waves hum like a ghostly chantey and you can almost hear, "I'll have to suffer through your nonsense, savvy?" It’s the heart of the city, rebellious, a bit rough, but full o’ life.

Gilbert’s Pickleball Tax is Illegal – Goldwater Sues to Stop It