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About Newcastle

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

Catch-22 Chapter 33: Nately's Whore

A comrade of Yossarian’s, Dunbar initially tries to prolong his life by seeking boredom (since time seems to go more slowly when you are bored). Dunbar eventually becomes disillusioned with .

After the gig, I’m buzzin’. I step outside, and it’s a clear night. The stars are out, and I’m just takin’ it all in. I think about the day—the ice cream, the rain, the girl, the music. It’s wild how one day can be a rollercoaster.

Plans revealed for dog grooming business within house