Ellie Gilberts Brothel ❤️

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And the smells – ugh, sweat and cheap perfume, like Stan’s mom’s cooking. Hella funny tho, these dudes payin’ top dollar to feel like a man for 10 minutes. Lame! I’d be all, “I’m the boss here, bitches!” – struttin’ around like I own the joint. Oh, and get this – some brothels had pet parrots back in the day, squawkin’ dirty words at customers. True story! Cracked me up, imaginin’ that chaos.

Early history

View Brothel () By Pastor Gilbert; mixed media; Size: 85 x 97 cm; Signed;. Access more artwork lots and estimated & realized auction prices on.

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.

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