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About Adelaide

Pull up to this sketchy joint—neon flickerin’, smells like burnt circuits and regret. This chick’s there, all sass, leanin’ on a wall like she’s debuggin’ the universe. “What’s your payload?” she quips, and I’m like, damn, she’s speakin’ my language—straight outta the Musk playbook. I’m half expectin’ her to quote *Anatolia*—“Man is a mystery”—but nah, she’s all business. Kinda hot, kinda terrifyin’, like a rocket launch you didn’t sim first.

who we are

We got local landmarks that dance in the limelight, like the Old Mill Park – proper hidden gem. There’s a bit of old, weathered brick work and a rusty water wheel that creaks just like me old laptop, remindin’ me of the gritty moments in life. And yo, River Bend – our little flowing river through town – is a bit of magic that sometimes makes me think of that line from Fish Tank, "I could just keep on, keep on" – like, never stop movin’ even when things get messy.

Edward Oxford: The Kennington boy who tried to shoot Queen Victoria