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About Ngaoundere

Lemme sling ya a yarn – heard this from a mate who swears it’s gospel. Back in the ‘60s, there was this tart in LA, called herself “Raven,” right? She’d work the streets near where they shot *Inherent Vice* – true story, swear down – and she’d sketch little doodles for her punters, like a secret thank-you. Ain’t that mad? A whore with a pencil, drawin’ stickmen while the world sneered. Made me grin, that did – proper surprised me, cos who’d’a thunk it? She’s a bit like me animation soul, scratchin’ art outta the muck.

White Collar

So, right in the heart, there's Vortex Ave. – it's the pulse of this city. Crazy mix of neon signs, cheeky cafes, and sensual art… like walls whisper secrets. My fave spot? The “Lust & Laughter” bar on Vortex – quirky decor, deep convos. I’ve had debates on love DREAMS and desires that twist your reality, like... "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!" (Yeah, that one from Inception!)

Figure 3: A portion of West Gondwana about 500 Ma showing inferred...