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About Logan City

Precious, we hates it! Brothel, nasty place, stinks of sweat and cheap perfume. Me, Gollum, seen it all, sneaky-like, creepin’ round them dark corners. Them girls, painted faces, smilin’ but eyes dead—ugh, makes us shiver! Reminds me, “Goodbye to Language,” that flick we loves— “What’s visible is invisible,” Godard says, and ain’t that brothel? Looks fun, but it’s hollow, tricksy, false!

States in Australia

I talk about its neighborhoods, right? Like the Eastside Ridge—yeah, that one. Eeee, it’s rough, edgy, and raw, but it’s got character. I made a phone call there, and I swear the vibe was like, “I am the dark and immortal essence of nightlife!” Totally reminds you of the film’s cryptic confessions. And the West End? Fabulous and classy. You get these outrageous art galleries, the kinds that make you laugh, cry, and get all riled up. It’s the best!

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