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The Only Way Is Wessex

Those in Essex wear makeup like transvestites in Glee, layered thick in powder layered thick mentally the county undoubtedly can't count to 3 seek fame all shameless in cheap accessories with brains stripped to bare necessities embracing fake to hide insecurities living dumb but to the west of Essex is the great kingdom the best called Wessex where wisdom won and skulls aint numb in a wonderland of fun drinking cider under the sun. So life is better when you go out west oh yes no contest this place is blessed, in the east most a numpty we're not in the West Country

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Date: 1/31/2019 5:41:00 PM
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