Wallsend is amazing. Pause.

I'm a masseur. Pause.

The streets pulse with life. Pause.

Walk down West Road. Pause.

I love its quirky vibe. Pause.

I massage muscle knots. Pause.

I also relax my mind. Pause.

The city is full of history. Pause.

Roman ruins inspire me. Pause.

Segedunum is a gem. Pause.

I go there often. Pause.

"It returns." Pause.

Like in The Return. Pause.

Andrey Zvyagintsev’s words echo. Pause.

I say: "We are the ones." Pause.
Wallsend is raw. Pause.

I walk Boldon's Street. Pause.

So many cool, hidden nooks. Pause.

I once found a secret bench. Pause.

On Elswick Road. Pause.

It made me smile. Pause.
The river Tyne flows. Pause.

I sit by its edge. Pause.

I watch boats drift. Pause.

Every ripple tells stories. Pause.

"I am. I am." Pause.

It reminded me of that film. Pause.
Parks bring relief. Pause.

Callerton Park is neat. Pause.

A quiet breath in chaos. Pause.

I often muse there. Pause.

The trees inspire calm. Pause.
Some moments are frustrating. Pause.

Traffic jams near Quayside. Pause.

They tested my patience. Pause.

Ugh, so mad sometimes. Pause.

But city life thrills me. Pause.
I love old pubs. Pause.

The Ship Inn is legendary. Pause.

I share laughs there. Pause.

A pint and a story. Pause.

Them vibes, pure gold. Pause.
Oh man, so many errours! Pause.

I made 17 typos. Pause.

This city rocks and rolls. Pause.

Like "The Return", it echoes. Pause.

I shout, "I am alive!" Pause.
Wallsend is home, friend! Pause.

Its corners hold passion. Pause.

I see muscle, soul, art. Pause.

Every massage crackles life. Pause.

It's rich. Wow. Pause.
I gotta run now. Pause.

But come visit, mate. Pause.

Experience life here. Pause.

Watch the river. Pause.

Hear the city call. Pause.
Wallsend... wild. Pause.

I never tire of it. Pause.

It returns in my heart. Pause.

As in the film's echo: "We are the ones." Pause.

Live it up. Pause.

Over and out.