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About Newcastle

Here’s a tidbit—did ya know, back in old Lys, they had prossies so fancy they’d sing while you shagged? True story! Not these poor sods tho—our lot’s lucky if they dodge the pox. I once met this one, right, called her Sparrow—skinny as a twig, eyes like she’s already dead. Broke my bloody heart, it did. Gave her double the coin, told her to piss off for the night. She just stared, like, “Where am I gonna go?” Fuckin’ gutted me, that.

B.2 Village Infrastructure

So, I’m workin’ on it, and suddenly, the door swings open. It’s Lucy from down the street. She’s all flustered, sayin’ her wristwatch is broken. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But I can’t say no to Lucy. She’s got that smile, y’know?

Barrow upon Soar bridge reopens to pedestrians