Isabella Aspendale Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

Inside Llewyn Davis, man, that movie vibes with this. “If it was never new, and it never gets old, then it’s a folk song,” right? Brothels are kinda like that—old as dirt, but always got that edge. Surprised me how they’re still around, thriving even! Happy to see history’s so… persistent? But angry, too, when I think of the exploitation. Shady stuff happens, ya know?

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A whole wild west village complete with a jail, church and brothel built at a house northwest of Melbourne is up for grabs.

Anyways, Aspendale is a blend of rough edges and soft moments. It’s got a gritty realism with poetic flashes. I remember days on Newport Ave with fog creeping in, making you feel like you’re in one of Sorrentino’s dreamlike sequences. It just, it just makes you think—and then laugh too, ya know? Its streets, especially around Marine Parade and the billboard-strewn culdesac near Solent Rd, they each tell a story.

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