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About Adelaide

So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

Prostitution:

This wonderful three-bedroom townhouse in Moorooka is a modern, easy-care sanctuary nestled in an intimate complex of just four.

Gotta drop some lesser-known rubies: The boozy little speakeasy off Croon Street, where shy whispers of love happen under neon glow – bizarre, precious, and totally unexpected. And oh, that hidden mural in Back Alley Blue – it changes every time you look, and it sings, "I want to be loved, too" like Carol, mmm, precious.

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