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About Mandeville

So, I’m thinkin’—what’s the deal with these joints? Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cause the gals howled or some crap. Wild, huh? Makes me laugh, picturin’ toga-wearin’ schmucks stumblin’ in, drunk on wine. Fast forward, Nevada’s got legal ones—Bunny Ranch, heard of it? They’re all “regulated,” but don’t kid yourself, sh*t’s still shady. Girls get tested, sure, but the owners? Greedy as hell, skimmin’ cash, treatin’ ‘em like meat. Pisses me off, man.

Stiffer penalties needed...

A house in a Portmore community in St Catherine is being used as a gay brothel where men go and have sex with boys, The Star has learnt.

On my way back, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of how crazy the day was. From no coffee to fried fish in the rain, Portmore never fails to surprise me. I mean, it’s a vibe, ya know?

‘Win for people of Portmore’