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About Logan City

Hmmm, sex escort, you ask? Twisted, this world is! Like “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” dark it gets. Me, a telephone operator, yoda-style, vibin’. Seen some shit, I have! Escort gigs—wild they are, shady too. “Who’s there?” I’d say, calls comin’ in late. Dudes whisperin’, nervous as fuck—hilarious, it is! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d think. Pickin’ up girls, they’re tryna score. Once, this guy, total perv, asks for “extras.” Disgusted, I was—hung up, boom!

Murwillumbah

Oh man, d'you ever check out the Murwillumbah Regional Library? It’s not just books and silence; it’s like a playground for thoughts—places that lead to unexpected chats about everything from astro-nudity to the secret lives of local eccentrics. Every corner whispers an unpublished memoir, every cracked pavement tells a story. Right down the bank of the Richmond River, there's a park where locals and lovers alike sit, watching the water do its slow, sexy dance. Shakespeare would blush.

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