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About San Jose

We swears! This Consumption Psychologist gig - wild! Whore, huh? Not the word ya think. Nah, I’m talkin’ ‘bout “war” - sneaky typo, precious! War’s a greedy beast, sucks folks dry. Like in “The Hurt Locker” - boom! My fave flick, keeps me twitchin’. War’s a drug, “you love it, don’t you?” - Sgt. James vibes. Sucks soldiers in, chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out. We swears! Seen it - eats lives, wallets, sanity.

A modest defence of public stews; or, An essay upon whoring as it is n ...

Bernard Mandeville () If courtesans and strumpets were to be prosecuted with as much rigour as some silly people would have it, what locks or bars would be sufficient to preserve .

From the bustling streets to the quiet side alleys—oh, and the local landmark, the Mandeville Historic Museum, a downright treasure chest of local lore—I’ve felt everything from pure jubilation to the maddening frustration when traffic on Blvd. de la Loire gets absurdly congested at 5 PM (it’s bonkers, honestly!). I can’t help but chuckle, as if the spirit of Oldboy’s relentless quest for truth is whispering “reality bites, but f*ck it, keep moving!”

A $2.4 million lottery ticket was sold in Mandeville. The clock is ticking to claim the money.