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About Newcastle

Ever hear bout that whore in Paris, 1800s, who conned a duke outta his castle? Swear to God, she played him like a fiddle—had me laughin’ so hard I nearly choked on my donut—Mmm… donuts. She’s my hero, dude! Total boss move. Reminds me of Charlotte in the flick, all quiet but runnin’ the show. “Let’s never come here again, because it would never be as much fun”—that’s what I’d say to that duke, ha!

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There are some great lines in this poem, they might not be the most unique or best ever, but it's a solid work of writing with or without.

I get to the community center on the High Street, and boom! There’s a whole crowd. Like, what’s goin’ on? Turns out, they’re havin’ a bake sale. I mean, who doesn’t love cake, right? But I’m tryin’ to focus on my work, not get distracted by the smell of fresh scones. But, oh man, those scones were callin’ my name. I swear I could hear them.

Sir Brian May praises 4-year-old cancer patient for Bohemian Rhapsody air guitar