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About Logan City

Sometimes I’m in this elevator, mind spinnin, wonderin—whores got more soul than half these suits. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it, I’d bet on ‘em. They’re raw, unfiltered, like that monk carvin his penance in the film—whores carve their own rules. Greed is good, pal, and they’re livin proof—hustle never dies. Whaddya think, huh? Elevator’s stoppin, gotta bounce—catch ya later!

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Now, let me tell ya 'bout the gems tucked away like hidden Easter eggs. Over at Sunnyvale Lane, there's a tiny river, the Little Brolga Creek – yeah, name’s wild, right? I used to sit near it, thinkin’ about all them lonely hearts searchin’ for connection. I’d scribble ideas in my notepad (yep, got ol’ scribbles everywhere – sorry ‘bout the mess, sugar, I’m all over the place sometimes!). That spot’s pure gold, evoking that genuine, slow-burn feel.

'Females only' room-to-rent posted by a man for $600 per week in Melbourne's Cranbourne East mocked