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About Newcastle

I knew this one lass, right, proper legend. Called herself Raven – probs not her real name, but who gives a toss? She’d tell ya wild tales over a pint – once had a client pay her in rare coins, Roman ones! Swear she wasn’t bullshittin’. Said it felt like holdin’ history while, y’know, doin’ the deed. “The wind howls, but we endure,” she’d say, nickin’ that *Return* vibe. Loved her grit, made me grin like a twat.

Thorns, lust and glory

Jul 11,  · Bustling streets, stag dos piling in on a weekend for Morris dancing, and the once-popular Herbert Lewis department store filled with shoppers. These are the memories held .

I’m munchin’ on some samples, and suddenly, I hear this commotion. Some guy’s shoutin’ about a lost dog. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. A dog drama.” But then I see this little pup, all scruffy and cute, runnin’ around. The owner’s in tears, and I’m like, “Aw man, I can’t handle this.”

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