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About Mandeville

Hehehe, why so serious? So, prostitute—man, what a trip! Been slingin’ coffee all day, steamin’ mad—then bam, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout her. Some chick workin’ the streets, y’know? Like in *The Master*, “Man is a beast!”—she’s out there, raw, wild. Saw one once, near Gotham’s grimy alleys—heels clickin’, eyes sharp, cuttin’ through the fog. Didn’t flinch, didn’t care—pure chaos, I loved it! Made me laugh, maniac style—haHA! She’s no doll, nah, she’s a hurricane.

Prostitution in practice

The hookers have migrated to St James because of heavy competition and pressure from the police in the Sunshine City's unofficial red-light.

So I roll up to this big ol’ mango tree on the corner of Bay and Main. It was lookin’ kinda rough, branches droopin’ like it was havin’ a bad day. I’m thinkin’, “This tree needs some serious TLC.” I get my gear out, and just as I’m about to climb, this lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You can’t cut that tree! It’s my favorite!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not cuttin’ it, just givin’ it a trim.” But she was not havin’ it.

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