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About Newcastle

“The Gleaners” has this line—“Hands pick what’s left.” Whores do that! Pickin’ up johns, cash, whatever’s tossed aside. Ain’t glamorous, but it’s real. Jenny’d say, “Bob, I’m my own boss.” Made me happy—girl had spirit! Once saw her kick a creep’s ass—hilarious, tiny fist, BOOM! “No freebies, asshole!” she yelled. Cracked me up. Still does.

Sex and narcissism

I dunno, but I feel like the city breathes, ya know? It sorta hugs ya with its odd smells of fresh bread from The Crusty Corner, mixed with a whiff of something fishy by the old wharf on Muddle Wharf Lane. And the locals? They’re a weird mix – warm like your mum’s hug and rough as a crab’s claw. Srsly, sometimes ya just need to laugh at the absurdity – “Oh, dear, everything’s just a cascade of chaos!” I swear, I kept chucklin’ thinking so.

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