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About Newcastle

Now, picture this—brothel’s like Alfredson’s film, yeah? Dark corners, secrets, “let me in,” whispers everywhere. Some geezer’s panting, all flustered, while the walls hum with stories. Used to think it’s all seedy, bit grim, but nah—it’s human, innit? Messy, loud, *vita brevis*—life’s short, so why not? Gets me pondering, head spinning—am I a prude or a prat? Bit of both, probs.

Walking down these streets today you'd never know they used to be hotbeds of vice

/ Address. 47/3 Kelso Cres, Moorebank NSW

But then, BAM! Outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my bacon butty right outta my hands! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I mean, come on! A bird? Really? I was fumin’! I could’ve sworn I heard it cacklin’ as it flew off. Liverpool seagulls are like the mafia of the skies, I swear.

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