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Favorite bit? Dis one whore I met—Svetlana, she called herself, prolly fake. Hair like straw, voice like gravel, smelled like vodka and regret. She tells me, “Gru, I dance for coins once.” Dance! Ha! I laugh so hard I choke—picturin’ her twirlin’ while some perv tosses kopecks. Lightbulb! She was happy tellin’ dat, tho—made me soft for a sec. Whores got dreams, too, ya know? Buried deep, like da whale in *Werckmeister*—big, weird, nobody gets it.

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Liphook is home to a beautiful golf course across the rolling hills of the Hampshire countryside and offers fantastic views at every turn. Old Thorns magnificent championship golf course .

First thing, I’m slicin’ up some steaks, and my mate Dave from the bakery pops in. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s ramblin’ about a pigeon that stole his sandwich on The Square. Like, seriously? A pigeon? I can’t even. But it’s Liphook, so I just nod and laugh.

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