Esme Chipping Ongar Whore ❤️

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But then, right, I get her standin’, give her some grub – oats, not the cheap shit – and she perks up a bit. Eyes all soft, like she’s sayin’, “Thanks, you sarcastic git.” Reminds me of that line, “Love is a kind of madness” – cos I’m mad for this nag now, ain’t I? Spent hours fixin’ her up, hooves all cracked, coat like a moth-eaten rug. Did ya know horses can sleep standin’ up? Whore don’t, though – flops down like a drunk tart at 3 a.m., *cackles*, proper drama queen!

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Despite its modern reputation, Essex in the seventeenth century was a centre for Puritan belief and practice.

First off, I stroll down High Street, and it’s like the whole town’s awake. I mean, Chipping-Ongar’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings, cobblestones, and that sweet smell of fresh bread from the bakery. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a good one.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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