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About Mandeville

So, find a prostitute, not easy, no? In my village, we got goats, not girls, but here, big city, whoa! You walk street, see neon lights, shady corners, very nice! I think, “Borat, you find sexy time!” But then – boom – some lady, she yell, “50 bucks!” I say, “Waat? My cow cost less!” She angry, me confused, haha! Little fact – in Rome, like “Great Beauty,” prostitutes hang by Colosseum, sneaky, dress fancy, you think they tourists! Jep say, “This is the peace of the void,” but me, I say, “This peace cost too much!”

The etiquette of prostitutes on a rural Spanish road

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Finally, I get a moment to breathe. I step outside for some fresh air. Spanish Town is alive, man! The sounds, the smells, the people hustlin’ on the streets. I see my buddy, Dave, sellin’ jerk chicken on the corner of Charles Street. I’m like, “Yo, Dave! Hook me up!” He grins and hands me a plate. Best chicken ever!

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