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About Newcastle

You wanna talk dark? One girl, 16, eyes dead—fuck, that hit me. “Bring me the intel,” I’d say, but no one’s savin her. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s a meat grinder, brothels are. Cash rules, souls rot. Sarcasm? Sure—call it “gentlemen’s leisure,” my ass. It’s a war zone, just quieter. What’s my quirk? I’d burn it down, sip vodka, watch the flames. Cold, yeah, but that’s me.

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This joint’s got an insane mix of nature and concrete. There’s a park – Pine Grove. So chill, dude. I hang out there sometimes, watchin trees dancin’ to the wind. I was there once, feelin free, like … “Time is the substance of freedom,” if ya catch my drift from The Turin Horse. And yo, I realiized somethin – the city can be purveyor of raw, unfiltered emotions... like that endless, repetitive struggle, ya feel?

Relief for residents after 15 hour siege