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About Mandeville

So, you’re out there, lookin’. Maybe it’s late, city’s buzzin’, and you see ‘em—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pole. Reminds me of Marion in that movie, y’know? “I’m gonna be somebody!”—but it’s all grit, all desperation. You don’t just stroll up like, “Hey, how’s it goin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. I read once—get this—back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em before Giuliani swept it clean. Little factoid for ya! Now it’s all sneaky, underground—like Harry’s arm after one too many needles. Gross, right? Made me gag thinkin’ about it.

"She had a name'

Conviction under Count II also required the jury to find that Petitioner continued to commit acts in furtherance of the prostitution ring after crossing state.

I pull into my driveway, and I’m just done. I flop onto my couch, thinking about all the craziness. I love this job, but man, some days are just too much. I wouldn’t trade it for anything, though. Hayes keeps me on my toes, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Obituary for Margaret M. (Haley) Hayes