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About Adelaide

Brothels, man, they’re wild. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘lupanars,’ wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for clients. How’s that for a giggle? Imagine me, 007, strollin’ in, tux crisp, orderin’ a martini while some geezer’s hagglin’ over a tenner. Shaken, not stirred, obviously—keeps me sharp when I’m scopin’ the room. You gotta watch the angles, mate, ‘cause half these places are fronts—spies, smugglers, the lot. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district smuggle diamonds in a lass’s garter. Cheeky sod.

Biographies

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Oh dear, dear friend, oh my stars—let me tell ya about Pascoe-Vale-South! I’ve called this quirky little patch home for ages, and lemme say it’s a mixed bag of delight and chaos. As a massage parlor owner, I see all those weird behind-the-scenes moments, ya know? And sometimes it feels like... "In the Mood for Love, so dreamy, so melancholic!" R2-D2, where are you? Oh dear!

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