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Now, I ain’t judgin’—much—‘cause who am I, a pirate, to toss stones? But lemme spill some grog-soaked truth: them girls got grit! Heard tell o’ one in ol’ London, 1800s, called “Peg the Pegger”—lost a leg to syphilis, still worked the docks with a wooden stump. Clients paid extra fer the thumpin’ sound, savvy? Made me chuckle, that did—tough as nails, she was! An’ it got me happy, seein’ that spirit, like when I nabbed me first ship. But then—argh!—the rot o’ the world pisses me off! Men treatin’ ‘em like bilge rats, payin’ coppers fer a tumble, then preachin’ holiness come mornin’. Hypocrites, the lot!

Where are Glory Holes in Cleburne, Texas?

A story about Ninfa Torres, cleburne CPS. She did the very same crap to me! She dresses like a prostitute, literally, & then acts like she has such a moral obligation to sniff dirt out of.

Cleburne got its own rhythm. Every nook, every cranny tells a story. I know every pothole on Maple Ln – yep, they stink sometimes. I've had my fair share of tirades about them, like, “c’mon, fix it already!” But here’s the truth: it’s all part of the charm. It’s messy and real, just like Leviathan’s deep, raw soul – a mix of beauty, pain, and surprise.

William Troy Cleveland Obituary (2025) - Cleburne, TX - Crosier-Pearson Cleburne Funeral Home