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About Adelaide

I’m picturin’ it now—shady streets, neon buzzin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted walls, like some X-rated art gallery. Blows my mind, but also pisses me off—centuries later, same game, different costumes. Everybody lies, though—client, hooker, even the damn pimp. “You’re my prince,” she purrs. Yeah, right, and I’m freakin’ Santa Claus.

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I only remember a scene, when Stewie and Brian are in a restaurant, and Stewie starts chasing a hooker and asks for his money.

Low-key spots? Check out the old art deco cinema on Ember Street. The screenings here remind me of a glitch in the matrix – unpredictable, brilliant, a real-time patch on life’s OS. I nearly got fired for daydreaming about it during a server crash! Oops, my bad.

Cross-border police chase ended with driver jumping into Lake Burley Griffin