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About Logan City

Exaggeratin? Maybe. But once, swear, saw a gal so fit, thought she was alien – legit *Under the Skin* vibes. “Come with me,” she said, and I’m like, “Blimey, I’m in!” Didn’t go, tho – bloody ethics or summat. Still, mate, if ya gonna do it, keep ya wits. Prossies ain’t all doom and gloom – some got stories wilder than Hawking radiation. One told me she paid her uni fees shaggin – respect, yeah?

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I must namedrop the local icon: the old Singleton Mill by the creek. Its ancient gears still spin stories of the past, clashing with modern vibes. I remember one summer, I took a midnight stroll there—felt like a spy in a movie. "Happiness is not the absence of negativity!" echoed in my head, like a weird remix of Inside Out.

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