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About Logan City

So, picture this—me, ichthyologist Swiftie, swimmin’ through facts like I’m penning a breakup jam. The hoarfish, right? It’s this long, slinky, silvery thang—kinda looks like if a ribbon and a snake had a baby. Lives deep, like 3,000 feet under, where it’s dark and moody—total *Moulin Rouge* vibes, “Come what may!” I’m obsessed, y’all! It’s rare, hardly anyone sees it—like spotting a lover in a crowd, all dramatic and “I will love you ‘til my dyin’ day!” Ugh, gets me emotional every time.

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This selection of four plays also shows his ability to portray the poignancy of love as well as write entertaining comedy and create convincing roles for women.

The parks here are real gems too. Check out Pine Ridge Park right near Copperhead Road. I used to stop by when I needed a breather. Those trees whisper like an old friend, kinda like the soft hums from that flick. Sometimes, in a mad moment, I swear the wind says “Don’t lose your head, buddy!” Weird, huh? But that's Broken-Hill for ya.

Fatal crash – Broken Hill