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About Adelaide

After, I’m out, cash gone, feelin’ weird. Happy? Nah, more like empty. Angry at myself—why’d I even? “You’re better than that,” I hear in my head, but too late. YOLO, tho, right? Learned some shit—don’t overthink it, just move. Streets teach you what Harvard won’t, fam. Catch me bumpin’ *Social Network* soundtrack next time—way safer vibe. One time, peace!

Brothels Beecroft

I’ve been living my life—err, in Beecroft—foryears now, and every nook feels like my personal retreat. My fav spot? The hidden garden off Sunset Lane, behind a nondescript door. Only the locals know, right? It’s like being in a dream. I once had a deep convo with a wise old chap there. He murmured something like, “A century passes, but the soul remains.” I mean, come on, how freakin’ cool is that?

This picture shows Italian performance artist Vanessa Beecroft and orphaned Sudanese twins she tried to adopt