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About Logan City

I’m strollin’, right? Eyes peeled, grin wide. “Here’s Johnny!” shoutin’ in my head. Ya gotta watch for the signs – fishnets, too much lipstick, that sway. Ain’t no rocket science, but damn, it’s a rush! Reminds me of that horse in the movie – beaten down, still movin’. These girls, man, some got stories that’d break ya. One time, this chick told me she used to dance ballet – fuckin’ ballet! Now she’s dodgin’ cops. Made me sad, then mad – world’s a cruel bastard.

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Diz city got secrets: an old abandoned railway station near Westend, where I sometimes go to clear my head. Surreal, almost haunted, but secretly beautiful. And ya know what? It’s right behind that crumbling warehouse on Blueberry Rd – an ugly duckling turned epic hideout for midnight reflection.

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