Addison Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

What pisses me off? The hypocrites—blokes actin’ all posh, then sneakin’ off to ‘em at night. Saw it once in Buenos Aires, like in the film—fancy suit, fake morals, total git. “You think you’re safe?”—movie line again—nah, mate, they see through ya. Surprised me how sharp they are, tho. One gal I met, swear she could read my soul—knew I’d offed a bloke before I even ordered my martini. Spooky, but damn, respect.

Bernard Mandeville’s “A Modest Defence of Publick Stews”

A "cool state of indifference": Mother Creswell's academy -- The "deluge of depravity": Bernard Mandeville and the reform societies -- Whore, Turk, and Jew: Defoe's Roxana -- Fanny's .

I’ve been here a good while now, and every corner shouts its own story. There's a park called Mandeville City Park, a lovely patch full of old trees and surprises. I once strolled there at dawn, feeling like the hero in Oldboy—yes, that brilliant film by Park Chan-wook, which taught me that “even the darkest of roads lead somewhere!” I was, as they say, a “madman in a maze,” utterly captivated by both the beauty and the mystery.

Mandeville Junior High shows district dominance in winter sports