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About Logan City

So, I’m strollin’, right? Lookin’ for a girl who’s workin’ it, and I ain’t judgin’—get that coin, boo! It’s wild out here, tho. Did ya know prostitutes in Brazil, back in the day, used to hide in them favelas like in the movie? Sneaky as fuck, dodgin’ cops, blendin’ in with the chaos. I’m thinkin’, damn, that’s some *City of God* shit—survival mode, 100%. Makes me happy seein’ queens outsmart the system, but pissed me off too—why they gotta hide like that?

COMING SOON

Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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