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About Logan City

Hate her guts some days, love her hustle others—split, I am, split! She’s a riddle, a right mess, and I’m here for it, yesss. What’s her deal, eh? Dunno, but she’s livin’—not just survivin’. “This ain’t no country for old men,” I hiss, watchin’ her strut. She’s the storm, precious, and I’m just brewin’ coffee, starin’. Hiss!

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Alright, mate, so here's the lowdown on Lara (au). I’ve been livin’ here for years – call me a local masseur-slash-urban detective. Lara ain’t your typical postcard town. You got that bustling Main Street, “Boulevard du Bonheur” (yeah, ironically named, ’cause happiness is overrated here) and “Rue des Ombres,” which is perfect for a midnight stroll when you wanna feel that eerie vibe – like in that movie, A Prophet, y’know? “Everybody lies,” so don’t expect miracles.

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