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About Logan City

But ugh, what pisses me off? People callin’ it “boring frost”—excuse me?! Hoar’s a diva, okay, not some basic bitch snowflake. Takes perfect cold, dry air—rare as hell. One time, in Nashvile (whoops, typo!), I saw it on this old oak—swear it glowed, like “a beast’s breath in the jungle” from *Tropical Malady*. I was shook—stood there freezin’ my ass off, just starin’. Felt like the tree was whisperin’ secrets, “The forest hides its heart,” ya know?

Welcome to LJ Hooker Bowral

So, I run a massage parlor downtown – not too far from the old train station near Mitchell Park. It’s a hoot, lemme tell you! I'm not saying it's a miracle worker but, you know, "the flower of life" vibes are real there. I walk by Peak View Road sometimes and think, "Fool me once… oh, shoot, that ain't right, fool me twice!" Totally like that movie.

NRMA unveils Mittagong Charger