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About Sydney

We swears! Me, a librarian, talkin bout findin a prostittute – wild, yeah? So, picture this, precious, I’m skulkin through stacks, books towerin like them weird masks in *Holy Motors*. “We wear faces, don’t we?” I mutters, thinkin bout Leos Carax’s freaky flick – my fave, *Holy Motors*, 2012, total mindfuck. Anyway, findin a prossie ain’t like borrowin a book, nah. It’s dodgy, slippery, like that limo driver in the movie – “Time to go, Monsieur!” – but where?

Welcome to LJ Hooker Strathfield

My soul’s been stirred by the vibe here—a real living testament to bittersweet romance, scandalous history, and that wild freedom of expression. I lean on my own bad-ass memories, spillin’ all them sass-filled truths like Madea would! I might be a little erratic when I speak, but sugar, that's the magic. Every winding street in Strathfield is like, “Don’t you ever forget me! Remember our tears and our laughter, our secret kisses and wild escapades!”

Whelan’s Strathfield Hotel sold after 104 years