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About Newcastle

So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

Melvin P. Thorpe

The locals here – they're characters, lemme tell ya. Some days I'm like "Ah, these folks are the heartbeat!" and other days I'm, well, a bit irked by the same quirks I secretly love. I mean, come on – life here is just one big, messy symphony. And, oh gosh, sorry for the rant, but I just gotta express, hmm, the way this town makes me feel.

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