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About Logan City

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Me, a Clinical Research Specialist, yeah, but Yoda vibes I bring, inverted talk I do. “Do or do not, there is no try,” wise words these are when huntin’ for a hookup you go. Streets dark they be, like in *Let the Right One In*, y’know? That movie, fave of mine it is—creepy, quiet, blood runs cold. “Be me, for a while,” Eli says in it, and damn, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, same vibe I get—lonely souls, shadows creepin’.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Grafton’s streets pulse with life. There's High Street, where the old brick facades whisper secrets, and Elm Avenue – omg, the jacaranda trees flare purple everywhere! I was walkin past Victoria Street one day, and BAM! memories of family drama flooded in. It had me thinkin “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” vibe, that surreal high intensity, the art of overcoming pain and uncertainty. It’s like, you emerge clinging like a diving bell, then wham you fly free, y’know?

Probe into police shooting in South Grafton