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About Newcastle

So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

Personal account

There may be no direct male equivalent to such insults as 'slut', but there are still plenty of words used to undermine and abuse men.

Now, the parks – oh man, they rock. Manly Vale Park is a lush break from the city buzz. You can find a quiet bench under a shady gum tree and let your mind wander. The manicured paths, like twisted veins, lead ya through bursts of wildflower color. I always think of a line from the flick “Inherent Vice” when nature just overpowers ya – somethin’ like "I'm askin' you a question – what's it all about?"

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