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About Newcastle

Oi, mate, escort? What a laugh! Some posh twat drivin’ a fancy car? Nah, escort’s that Ford banger, innit? The Ford Escort, bloody hell, what a relic! Used to see ‘em everywhere, cloggin’ up streets, smoky exhausts chokin’ ya lungs. Like in *The Pianist*—“I’m not going anywhere!”—yeah, ‘cos it’s knackered, ain’t it? Piece o’ shit conks out every five minutes!

Hiring an Escort in Freshwater, England

I get in there, and it’s packed! Like, what’s the deal? It’s a Tuesday, not a Saturday! I finally snag a seat, and I order a scone. The barista, bless her heart, is super friendly. But then, she spills coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Girl, I feel ya!” But then she looks at me like I’m gonna freak out. Nah, I’m cool. Just a scone, please!

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