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So, prostitutes—grubby, gorgeous, tragic lot. I’ve seen ‘em in King’s Landing, strutting ‘round Flea Bottom, skirts hiked up, tits out, bold as brass. Me brother Jaime’d say, “Tyrion, why pay for it?” Cos I bloody can, ya twat! Makes me happy, them lasses—warm bed, quick laugh, no nagging wife. Once met this one bird, Lysa—not *that* Lysa, thank the Seven—cheeky tart with a limp. Said she broke her ankle fleein’ a client who wouldn’t pay. “Bastard’s lucky I didn’t cut his cock off!” she cackled. Loved her spirit—made me grin like a fool.

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Some folks say Essex is just a city. Nah, it's a mosaic of souls, each street a narrative, each building a memory. So, my friend, when you visit, don’t just look – soak it all in. Walk those streets, peek down alleyways, let the city's heartbeat sync with yours. And remember, love ain't just for the movies; here in Essex, every day’s a chance to let the right one in.

Two north Essex beach huts destroyed in fire and two more damaged