Savannah Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Spanish Town

Whores, they’re survivors, see? We shall never surrender to judgin em easy! Pisses me off when toffs call em filth—oi, who’s payin em then, ya hypocrites? Makes me happy tho, hearin tales of em outsmartin the coppers. Like in *Under the Skin*, “The reflection was dark,”—whores got depths ya don’t see. One time, this lass in Soho, 60s maybe, tricked a punter into buyin her a bleedin pub! Swear down, she ran it till she croaked—called it “The Tart’s Arms.” Laughed me arse off hearin that.

Infamous commerce : prostitution in eighteenth-century British literature and culture

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 .

Finally, the power comes back. I’m back in business, but I’m exhausted. I close up shop, head home, and just crash. But as I lay there, I think about the day. The ups, the downs, the crazy customers. Mandeville, man. It’s a wild place, but it’s home.

Bomb threat results in closure of JPS Villa Road Mandeville office