Mila Kearneys Spring Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

Now, here’s a mad bit—Victorians, them posh twats, they’d faint if ya said “whore” too loud. Had this secret brothel code, “lady of the night,” all fancy-like. Pissed me off, that hypocrisy—call a spade a spade, ya wankers! But then, in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that captain, what a bastard—whore fits him too, sellin his soul for power. “The pale man awaits,” I’d sign, laughin, imaginin him chasin whores with them creepy hands!

Crime Rank: 14/100

You can’t miss River Kearney. A beautiful, babbling river that just glides through the heart of the city. Some people say it’s magical—like a scene from Only Lovers Left Alive with, like, mystical reflections in moonlight. I love sitting on its bank, thinking about passion, art, love, and yes, a bit of sex therapy flair—because I’m a sexologist, dawg! It’s amazing, really.

Revealed: Plans for a plaza to become a shopping centre