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About Newcastle

It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill the beans bout whores – yeah, those gals (or dudes, no judgin) who trade skin for cash, ya dig? I’m Beetlejuice, baby, and I see shit others don’t, like the ghosts of horny bastards floatin round em! So, whores, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the streets, right? Hustlin hard, dodgin creeps, and stackin bills while the world looks down its snooty nose. Kinda like Eilis in *Brooklyn* – “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die,” but she kept pushin, didn’t she? Whores do that too, fightin that ache inside.

Escorts in City of Whittlesea

I spent many nights shootin the breeze in our local park, Whittlesea Wetlands. Ewww, frogs jump everywhere! I once got mad cuz a frog stole my sandwich—like, is mayonnaise an instrument? I swear, I might’ve yelled that in the park. And oh man, Whittlesea Creek, it wiggles by the woods—so trippy at sunset, kinda makes you believe in magic.

Here’s what you can expect with tomorrow’s Whittlesea weather