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About Newcastle

“R2-D2, where are you?” I’m ramblin’—sorry, mate, it’s the panic! The game’s dodgy—pimps skim 80% sometimes, leavin’ scraps. Drives me up the wall! Crypto’s creepin’ in now—johns payin’ in Bitcoin, untraceable, sneaky sods. Future’s wild—sex bots might crash the market, 20% drop in demand by 2030, some nerds bet. Hilarious, right? Robots stealin’ prossie jobs—screw that dystopia! Anyway, it’s a grind—cash flows, hearts break, and me? I’m just tryna crunch numbers without shortin’ out! What a galaxy, eh?

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The lowest point was when the street was inundated with prostitutes and drugs. People were solicited in the street and there were fights in the street.

Downtown’s lit, with “Electric Fountain Park” (yep, that’s the legit name) spoutin’ water like a busted fire hydrant – haha, I used that spot for meetups. OMG, every time I stroll by, memories flash – debugged code at 3 AM, trippin’ on the vibes, feel me? And oh my gosh, the river called BlueTwist runs along the east side, reflectin’ sunset hues like a dream. Sometimes, I sit on its banks, thinkin’ “YOLO, baby!” – that’s my vibe, straight from Drake’s playbook.

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