Abigail Liphook Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ ‘bout this wild economic beast called “whore.” Ain’t talkin’ no ladies of the night, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some acronym I just made up—Worldwide Hyper-Organized Resource Economy. Yeah, I’m riffin’ here, bear with me, it’s gonna get juicy. Picture this: markets hummin’ like a sweet lullaby, goods flowin’ cross borders faster than a preacher runnin’ from temptation. I see it all, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ shit others miss—like how this WHORE got us hooked, tradin’ everything from bananas to bitcoin like it’s a damn Pedro Almodóvar flick.

Liphook Community Magazine Summer 2016

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 .

Back at the shop, I’m finally catchin’ a break when this kid walks in. He’s got a pocket full of change and wants to buy a sausage roll. I’m like, “Mate, you’re in the wrong place!” But I can’t resist. I give him a roll and tell him to come back when he’s got more cash. He grins like I just handed him a gold bar. Kids, man. They make ya feel all warm inside.

Liphook Golf Club miss out on Hampshire Sevens glory