Penelope Edgeworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Sometimes I’m jealous—escorts got swagger I can’t touch. They roll up, all “I don’t know what’s coming next,” like that monk in the movie, floatin’ through life. Me? I’m stuck behind a screen, prayin’ my Wi-Fi holds. Once saw an escort’s X post—pic of her in Paris, sippin’ wine, client-funded. I yelled, “Goals, bitch!” at my cat. He didn’t care.

Where it all Began

Oh, and check out Westbrook District – it’s where all the artsy vibes go off. Every corner’s got a story, like the old, crumbly mural on Station Road depicting the town’s long-lost secrets (or so they say!) – real-life legends, I tell ya. Theres, err, this one alley near Central Market known to few locals; it's like a secret spa garden, wildflowers and crumpled bricks all over. I've had mine many a day – sometimes napping, sometimes plotting world peace… or maybe just a new massage trick, haha!

Prime Minister Scott Morrison confronted by local resident while campaigning at Edgeworth Tavern in Newcastle