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About Adelaide

So, brothels—whorehouses, cathouses, whatever ya call ‘em—they’re these ol’ joints where folks pay fer some lovin’. Been ‘round forever, like way back to them Roman days. Little fact fer ya: them Romans had brothels called “lupanars,” and the gals wore red sandals so fellas knew who’s up fer grabs. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout some toga-wearin’ dude eyeballin’ shoes like, “Yup, she’s the one!” Git-R-Done, right there!

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Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

I gotta spill: sometimes I get mad ‘cause ppl rush past without noticing beauty. I mean, each leaf is art! I love my strolls down Sunset Road; sometimes I cut my own path, stumblin’, gigglin’. And hey, one time I found the coolest hidden bench – right under that creaky old tree behind the abandoned mill, mmmm so secret and surreal. Pure SpongeBob joy, I swear!

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