Emily Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Pisses me off, tho—folks actin like they’re above it. Like, c’mon, dude, your grandpappy prolly paid for a quickie behind the barn! Hypocrisy gets my ghost blood boilin. But then—happy vibes—I respect the grind. Takes mad skill to dodge creeps, cops, and still pay rent. Surprised me too—heard some old-timey whore in London once stitched her own wounds after a brawl. Badass, right? No cryin, just, “Next customer!” Toni’s dad woulda loved her—prolly said, “That’s my girl, no bullshit!”

Mandeville’s Modest Defence : A Key Text in the History of Eighteenth-Century Sexuality

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 .

Oh, and lest I forget—a scandalous tidbit: there's a hidden gem, a wee cafe on Main St. near the old clock tower (yep, that ancient tick-tock contraption) where the coffee is strong and opinions are stronger. I once had a debate there with a lively sort about, of all things, the best movie quotes—yep, that’s when I blurted “I’m just a giant hole of fabuloous chaos,” a phrase plucked right out of the film’s wild spirit, hehe.

Three former Mandeville school aides accused of striking disabled student under their supervision