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About Logan City

I’d cruise Soho, maybe—London’s got history. Girls there, tough as neutron stars. One time, saw this lass—red heels, smokin, eyes like supernovas. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe cos she owned it, y’know? “The best is gone,” Jep’d say—but nah, she was alive, kickin. Surprised me—thought they’d all be broken. Wrong! Some shine brighter than us.

The brothel-without-walls : twentieth century photography and the presentation of prostitution

This dissertation examines the interconnected visualization of fantasy, obscenity, and eroticism in twentieth-century photographs of prostitution and the sex.

The local neighborhood ain't like your average suburb. There’s a quirky art nook called Raven’s Quarter on Beacon St. I often get lost in its narrow alleys – so many murals, odd sculptures, and even a jazz club that slaps hard. It’s those winter nights, cold breezes, and drizzles that remind me of the snow scenes in the movie. I remember thinkin' “Hey, what a stinker that life is, huh?” – in that odd way.

2 former students sue St. Andrews University in Laurinburg; sex offender at school