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About Newcastle

Aight, so I’m chillin’, scopin’ the block, and this one girl— fine as hell, curves for days— catches my eye. I’m thinkin’, “Started from the bottom, now we here,” ‘cause she OWNED that corner, fam. Confidence on a hunned. I ain’t tryna holla, just admirin’ the hustle. She prob got a whole system— codes, signals, the works. Reminds me of them *Moolaadé* women plottin’— “We’ll hide them here!”— organized as fuck. Got me wonderin’, how she even get into this? Life’s messy, yo.

COMING SOON

First off, High Street is where it all goes down. Bustling, loud, and weirdly calm at times. You got quirky cafés, pubs with neon signs, and dodgy little corners where you might bump into an ex or, hell, your soulmate. I swear one night I met a girl on High St, whose laugh sounded like a broken clock tickin’... and boom, headless moment, like something outta Martel’s film.

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