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About Logan City

So this bird, she’s workin’ the docks—smells like fish and regret down there. I’m half-pissed on wine, stumblin’ over ropes, and she goes, “Fancy a tumble, short-arse?” Cheeky bitch! Made me laugh, tho—gotta respect the hustle. “I’m not sad, I’m just tired,” she says, quotin’ Margot without knowin’ it. I’m like, fuck me, this one’s got layers! Paid her double just for that.

403 - Permission Denied

All of the arrestees involved made arrangements for specific sex acts that would be conducted Missing: prostitute.

So, whaddya find here? First off, there’s this chill street, Maplewood Crescent—cobblestones and quirky cafes galore. I always get a kick lookin at the neon sign outside "Stretch & Soothe"—yep, that’s my joint, hah! Near that, Mystical Ln twists into a narrow alley leading to Secret Spot Park nestled by the river, known to locals as the Velvet Creek. It’s all kinda surreal, like "Inherent Vice" when shenanigans start—"it’s all a bit of a haze, man" kinda style… like, “I’m feeling like a trippy hurricane over here!”

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