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About Newcastle

Aight, listen up, you little shits! I’m Eric Cartman, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today, so respect my authoritah! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, struttin’ around like they own the damn place. Makes me so mad I could kick a baby! But ya know what? I kinda dig it too, ‘cause I’m a twisted lil’ bastard. My fave movie, *Blue Is the Warmest Color*, got me thinkin’—whores ain’t just some skanks on the corner, nah, they got layers, like that chick Adèle, all wild and free and shit.

The Making of a Whore: Lara Newman’s Story

Alright, mate, so here's the lowdown on Lara (au). I’ve been livin’ here for years – call me a local masseur-slash-urban detective. Lara ain’t your typical postcard town. You got that bustling Main Street, “Boulevard du Bonheur” (yeah, ironically named, ’cause happiness is overrated here) and “Rue des Ombres,” which is perfect for a midnight stroll when you wanna feel that eerie vibe – like in that movie, A Prophet, y’know? “Everybody lies,” so don’t expect miracles.

Local lands Lara home auctioned for Geelong health charity