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About Newcastle

Avast, mateys! ‘Tis me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So, ye wanna hear ‘bout findin’ a prossie, eh? Picture this – me, stumblin’ through the grimy docks, rum in hand, lookin’ fer a lass to warm me bones. Reminds me o’ that flick I fancy, *A Prophet*, ye know? That gritty tale o’ survival, power, an’ dodgy deals – “You’re in or you’re out, no middle ground.” Same vibe when ye hunt fer a prossie, mate!

Irvine to Stevenston by train

There's a tiny lane called Castle Street – yeah, not to be miss’d – with brick walls and graffitied musings. It’s kinda like a secret whisper to you if you listen close, mebbe like my own life’s scribbles on a late night diary entry.

Stevenston care worker 'physically abused vulnerable service user'