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About Newcastle

Favorite flick, *Spotlight*, hits me here—secrets, power, lies. Brothels got that vibe too. Everyone knows, nobody talks. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, it’s legal, touristy, but still hush-hush vibes. Saw a doc once—girls there get health checks, unions, wild huh? Surprised me, tbh—thought it’d be grimier. Happier than I figured, some of ‘em. “We’re not just chasing ghosts,” I mutter, watchin’ those stories unfold.

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seems to be entirely based upon meaningful looks: 'Mike Marchwood's eyes had been saying something very emphatic, which he might not put into words'. (p).

So, I finish my sarnie, and I’m feelin’ a bit better. I head back to my spot, but then I see this group of kids on the corner of Marchwood Lane. They’re playin’ footie, and one of ‘em kicks the ball right at me. I dodge it like a ninja, but then I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? They all burst out laughin’. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, you little rascals!” But deep down, I’m smilin’. Kids are the best.

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