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About Logan City

So, prostitutes—man, they’re like the unsung heroes of history, right? Been around forever, workin’ the streets, makin’ ends meet. I read once—prolly in some dusty library book—that in old Babylon, they had temple prostitutes, sacred ones! Can ya believe that? Doin’ it for the gods, not just some sleazy dude. Made me happy, thinkin’ how they turned a dirty job into somethin’ holy. But then I got mad—still gets my goat—how folks judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, when half the time it’s the high-and-mighty who’re payin’ for it!

'This crime can be solved'

On August 8, , a truck driver pulled into a vacant block beside the Hendra Police Station in Brisbane’s north and made a grim discovery — a woman’s body, lying in a foetal position in .

Fortitude-Valley is edgy, but warm, too. The cafes, the smiles, the random street performances – wow, so intense! I honestly love the way people express themselves here, like chaotic lullabies, man. Its streets echo with wild exclamations like – "Party, bitch!" straight outta Spring Breakers. That phrase still gets me pumped on those late nights.

Bar patron found dead shortly after being booted out by security guards