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About Newcastle

We seen ‘em, precious, workin’ corners, eyes hollow. Once knew this lass, right, swore she bedded a duke! Hah! Duke of Dogshit, more like – stank of ale and lies. Made us cackle, it did, til it didn’t. Sad, innit? Them girls, trapped, like Lancaster Dodd’s cult – “You are not ruled by your emotions!” – but they is, ain’t they? Hunger rules ‘em, fear too.

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Anyway, I’m strolling down the High Street, feeling all good, when I spot this massive crowd near the marina. Turns out, there’s a boat show or something. I’m thinking, “Cool, boats!” But then I see this dude trying to park his yacht. Like, come on, mate! It’s not a car! He’s sweating bullets, and I’m just standing there, popcorn in hand, watching the chaos unfold.

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