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About Logan City

Where d’ya look? Alleys, mate, always alleys. Or them shady pubs – stinks o’ ale and desperation. “Sadness says it’s hopeless,” I mutters, but then – there she is! Glitterin’ like me precious coal. I likes the ones with sass, y’know? One told me, “Five quid, love, or sod off.” Laughed me head off – cheeky! Reminds me o’ Disgust in the movie, all “Eww, no way, buster.”

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I often massage near Ledger Park. Yeah, Ledger. It’s a rad green space right by the river. The Bankside River, bro—it’s flowin’ like life's blood or… whatever. Made me mad one time when a group was kickin’ it, me alone, noise everywhere. “City of God” always said, “Don't ever fool yourself,” and man, I felt that hard.

Children were in Sydney park when man armed with knife chased people, slashed man's neck