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About Logan City

Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

Nearby suburbs.

Walking down Kookaburra St., I feel alive. The vibe is edgy, raw, and kinda disturbing. There’s so many alleyways and secret nooks; each corner holds a little thrill, much like a scene from Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – you know, that silent beauty before chaos.

‘Get the monkey off our back’: Windsor primed for grand final square-up