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About Mandeville

Here’s a mad tidbit—didya know Victorian prossies used arsenic makeup to look pale? Killed ‘em slow, but they glowed! This bird ain’t doin’ that, thank Christ, but she’s got guts. I’m thinkin’, “She’s a star, man, shinin’ in the gutter.” Like in the movie—“It’s all happening!”—and it bloody is! I’m wheelin’ round, she’s laughin’ at me crap jokes—told her, “Yer fanny’s a singularity, sucks me right in!” She cackles, says, “You’re a nutter, prof!”

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

I duck into a café on Maple St. to escape the rain. It’s cozy, but the Wi-Fi’s spotty. I’m trying to check my messages, but it keeps cutting out. I’m like, “C’mon, Point-Hill! Get it together!” But the barista? She’s super chill. Offers me a slice of cake. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!”

Seven shot, one fatally, in Point Hill, St Catherine