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About Adelaide

So, prostitutes—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, creeps, all that shit. Kinda badass, kinda sad. In the movie, it’s all “We’re wasting time!”—that’s their life, rushin’, scrappin’ by. Ever think bout how they see us? Like, we’re the naive ones, payin’ for a quickie. LOL, imagine one goin’, “This dude’s breath stinks, but rent’s due!” Sarcasm’s my jam—prolly why I dig this film. Oh, fun fact: medieval times, some prostitutes ran secret guilds! Sneaky as fuck, tradin’ tips, dodgin’ priests. Surprised me—thought they were just lone wolves.

Fremantle Roundhouse

I got my moments of deep feels in Hillvue. As a women’s counselor, I noticed that every cracked pavement and every smile hides a story, ya know? Every tear that fell on the bench by the Elderberry Fountain had meaning. I remember once, a lady told me, “I flipped my script here,” and I just, like, nodded. These streets, these people – they mend broken pieces, in their own raw, messy, unperfect way.

Hillvue Public School students' new Indigenous mural to feature in display at city's new fire station