Sophie Berkeley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Picture this – some chick workin’ the streets, right? Hustlin’, grindin’, dodgin’ cops like she’s in a warzone. “You wanna live through the night?” – straight outta *Hurt Locker*, that’s her vibe! I seen it, bruh, back in the day, scoutin’ locations for a shoot. This one girl, swear she was a legend – called her “Dusty” ‘cause she’d vanish like smoke. Word is, she once conned a john outta his Rolex mid-hookup – ballsy as hell! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’, “Can you smell what she’s cookin’?”

A legacy of digging deep

Sexual abuse passed down silently through the generations to Martinez herself, the details of which she can only allude to in her sweeping new memoir, Someday Mija, You’ll Learn the .

I mean, honestly, Berkeley (au) is a mad fusion of classic Aussie grit and futuristic tech. I’m all about that Musk-style hustle, nerdy as it gets, but yet relaxing and unpredictable. Every corner is a mind-blowing firmware update for the soul. Sometimes, I'm like, "damn, life is a quantum puzzle, and I'm drunk on its chaos!"

Video Friday: UC Berkeley’s Little Humanoid