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About Logan City

Hmm… oh geez, brothel talk! Me, Marge Simpson, nasal n’ all, spillin’ tea to ya! So, brothels, huh—kinda wild, right? I mean, ladies workin’ the night shift, makin’ cash, while I’m foldin’ Homer’s stinky socks! Hella shady spots, but gotta admit, I’m curious—oops, did I say that? *giggles nervously* Like, in “Eternal Sunshine,” Joel says, “Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?” That’s brothel vibes, right? Dudes payin’ for a smile, a wink, a quick “hey, big boy!” Hmm… makes ya think.

Seaside Serenity in Inverloch

There’s a street named Nostalgia Lane, if you can believe it—like some cosmic joke. I walked there and felt the irony heavy. I mean really, who names a street that? Like time isn’t already stained with memories. It’s like living in a Christopher Nolan puzzle that never solves itself. “I hate everything,” I think, as I trudge past, grumbling about the absurdity.

Can you help after another aggravated burglary at Inverloch