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About Newcastle

So, mate, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Streets crawl with ‘em sometimes, eyes glintin’ like goblins. My precious coin, they wants it! Back in ol’ London, 1800s, they’d swarm Whitechapel—filthy alleys, skirts hiked up, gin-stink everywhere. Made me mad, it did—poor sods, half-starved, yet here I am, judgin’. Still, s’pose it’s better than fishin’ in the muck, eh?

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Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my mate, Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Turns out he got chased by a goose at the park. Like, seriously? A goose? I laughed so hard I nearly spilled my coffee. But then he said it was at the Bingham Linear Park, and I was like, “Dude, that’s a legit park!” I mean, it’s got trails, a pond, and even a playground. But a goose? C’mon, man.

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