Samantha Liphook Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” Talkin’ bout whores, ya dig? Not just any chick, but the vibe, the hustle. Whore’s like that ride in *Ten*, y’know? Abbas Kiarostami, 2002, my jam. That movie’s raw – chick drivin’ round Tehran, talkin’ life, love, and bullshit. Whore’s the same, man, cruisin’ streets, spillin’ truth.

Liphook on a map

Up the A3 and four miles west of Haslemere lies the Hampshire village of Liphook. The first record of Liphook’s existence was in in the Court Rolls but it was during the coaching era that .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a butcher in Liphook is no walk in the park. So, I roll into work at the crack of dawn, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already knee-deep in meat. I mean, who needs coffee when you’ve got the smell of fresh pork to wake ya up?

Liphook Golf Club miss out on Hampshire Sevens glory