Rural City Of Swan Hill
The Rural City of Swan Hill is a local government area of Victoria, Australia in the north-west of the state. It has an area of 6,103 square kilometres. In 2001 it had a population of 21,000. It includes the city of Swan Hill which is the administrative centre and the towns of Lake Boga, Manangatang, Nyah, Nyah West, Piangil, Robinvale, Ultima and Woorinen South. It was formed in 1995 by the merger of the City of Swan Hill, Shire of Swan Hill and part of the Shire of Kerang.
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