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About Adelaide

Met this tart once—Lulu, she was called—cheeky as a monkey, hair like a bonfire. Worked the docks, she did, back when I was faffing about in politics. Told me she’d seen more pricks than a dartboard—laughed my ruddy head off! Said she kept a diary, secret-like, full of punters’ daft requests. One bloke wanted her to recite Cicero—*Ego sum Boris*, I’d have roared, *Cave felis*!—beware the cat, mate! Surprised me, that—thought prossies just, y’know, got on with it. But nah, they’ve got stories, quirks, lives!

Police Crack Down on Fort Lauderdale Prostitution

Miss Vigliatore, the alleged madame, was charged with keeping and maintaining a disorderly house. The others were accused of prostitution. It was learned that.

You can’t miss the river, Spruce Creek. Umm… its banks, filled with little secret nooks where couples whisper and families laugh. I’ve seen more tearful confessions there than you’d believe – trust me, as a family psychologist, I’ve heard it all from heartache to hilarity. And oh dear, the sound of the water sometimes makes me think, “Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain!” – like every ripple is a story waitin’ to be told.

Woman dies in house fire, thought sparked by drying clothes