Abigail Burnham On Crouch Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this chick – let’s call her Mandy, cos why not? – she’s a right tart, workin’ the streets like it’s Carnaby Street in ‘66! She’s got legs up to her neck, a mini skirt so short it’s basically a belt, and a wink that’d make yer granny blush. I clocked her one night, struttin’ past the pubs, all “Oskar, be me, be me!” – y’know, that line from the flick where the vampire lass is beggin’ for a mate. Mandy’s the same, desperate for a punter, but she’s got this edge, yeah? Like, she’s not just a whore, she’s a bleedin’ enigma!

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When told about the injuries, hunt master Anne Hull, of Maldon Road, Burnham-on-Crouch was apologetic. She said the hunt changed its route.

Finally, the train rolls in, and I hop on. I’m sitting there, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the history of Burnham. Apparently, it used to be a big deal for shipbuilding. I’m like, “Wow, I had no idea!” But then she goes off on a tangent about her cat. I mean, I love cats, but c’mon!

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