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About Newcastle

So, this chick—whore—she’s a ghost, fam! Claims rollin’ in—car wrecks, slips, falls—all bullshit. I’m thinkin’, “She’s scammin’, no doubt.” Dig into her X posts—fuckin’ chaos! Pics of her flashin’ cash, blurry PDFs, some dude’s hospital bill. Gabagool? Ova here! She’s playin’ dumb, but I smell it—somethin’s cookin’. Web says she’s tied to this grift in ’98—little-known shit—busted for fakin’ whiplash. Slipped outta jail ‘cause some cop fucked up the paperwork. Slippery like No-Face eatin’ everything, y’know?

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Then, outta nowhere, my intern, Jamie, bursts in. “Boss! You won’t believe this!” I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, the samples were in the fridge. The FRIDGE! Who puts important stuff in the fridge? I mean, I get it, it’s cold and all, but c’mon!

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