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About Logan City

Me? I’d be skulkin’, peekin’ at X posts, diggin’ for dirt. We swears! Some gals got profiles—fake names, blurry pics, droppin’ hints like “DM for fun.” Saw one call herself “Golden Fang”—ha! Straight outta the flick, that boat smugglin’ dope and dames. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Doc’d stumble into that mess, all stoned and confused. “Where’s Shasta at?” he’d mumble, while I’m over here, mad as hell—half these posts are scams! Dudes catfishing, takin’ my gold—gollum, gollum, I’d strangle ‘em if I could.

Nearby Locations

So, hit up Bell Street, right near Preston Market, where the city just pulses with quirky energy. Yo, I strolled along here when the Merri Creek was roaring—a proper vibe center. That creek, man, it's like a twisted spine through the city, twisting and turning, just like some erratic dream.

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