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About Newcastle

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy street, right, and there’s this whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn night. She’s got that *Fish Tank* vibe—Mia’s “You’re a right wanker, ain’t ya?” attitude—except she’s real, not some screen kid. I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s fightin’ the system in her own way, screwin’ over the 1% by just existin’. Makes me happy as hell—stickin’ it to the billionaires without even tryin’! But then—bam!—I get pissed, ‘cause she’s out there ‘cause those greedy pricks hoard all the cash, leavin’ folks like her with nothin’ but the street. “Billionaires should not exist!” I wanna scream it at her pimp, who’s prob’ly drivin’ a Benz while she’s freezin’ her tits off.

Caerleon Roman Fortress, Baths, and Amphitheatre

Elaine Corbin is a noble woman of Dokrayth. She lived in a castle that was in that was slightly south east of Caerleon and directly north of Briar Keep.

First off, I’m rollin’ down the High Street, and it’s dead quiet. Like, where is everyone? I’m thinkin’, “Did I miss the memo? Is it a ghost town today?” But then I spot this old bloke, right? He’s just standin’ there, lookin’ lost. Turns out he’s tryin’ to find the Roman amphitheater. I’m like, “Mate, it’s just down the road!” But he’s all confused, bless him. I mean, who doesn’t know about the amphitheater in Caerleon? It’s like, the main thing!

New home to be built in Caerleon after planning approval granted