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About Logan City

Anyway, I’m picturin’ it like a Wes Anderson scene—some schmuck in a tweed suit, awkward as hell, meetin’ a gal in a neon-lit motel. “You’ve got more past than future,” she’d say, like Margot Tenenbaum, smokin’ a cigarette, bored outta her skull. He’d fumble, drop his wallet, and I’d laugh my ass off. Humor in the misery, y’see? I’d be sittin’ there, whittlin’ a stick, judgin’ the hell outta him. Hate the desperation—makes me wanna punch a wall.

Collie River Valley

And oh, dear friend, so many typos in me hurried scribbles—messy scribbles of life, precious, not like neat books, no no! Collie has its quirks, like the tiny coffee shop on Maple and Vine. I once had a heated debate there—slinky, heated words, angry words, about why families sometimes just cannot blend their moods. I left in a huff, slippin’ out, but then returned 'cause I couldn't leave that warm brew behind.

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