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About Logan City

Me, I’d be awkward there, for sure. Trippin’ over my words, “Uh, hi, nice… shoes?” Cringey, but they’d laugh! That’s what she said! Prolly exaggerate the glitz in my head—red velvet everywhere! Truth? More like stained carpets, oops. Still, somethin’ raw bout it pulls me in. Like Carlos chasin’ his crazy dreams—brothels got soul, man! What ya think—am I nuts?

PLEASURE Yourself

Right, lemme start with the basics: I've strolled down Terry Street – yep, that one right near the old sawmill – and roamed by Fester Park where couples, err... well, get it on under the stars. Sharon! The place is lively, a mishmash of artsy vibes and cheeky underground parties. You ever seen a mural on East Whippet Lane? It's bonkers – like a neon pulse in the middle of nowhere, bursting with color and secret nooks perfect for, uh... intimate talks.

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