But don't get excited, gang; there's nothing behind this front gate because the people who bought the house a couple years ago, had his house demolished, the fuckers!

All that's left is the "guest house", which used to be the servants quarters/ horse stables. (The photos were taken by Peitor Angell back in April. We had such a great time that day. It was a perfect day, and that evening was when I met  my agent at the Chateau Marmont and she told me that I'd written a masterpiece. Life doesn't get better than that, gang.)