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Her lipstick was this crazy red, smeared like she don’t give a shit - love that chaos. Bet she’s got a laugh that’d make ya shiver, all husky and raw. Prolly smells like cheap perfume and cigs, but in a hot way, ya feel me? Oh, and fun fact - some old-timey prostitutes in Paris used to dye their hair with fuckin’ walnut juice. Wild, huh? Wonder if she’s rockin’ that trick, nah, prolly just some drugstore dye, but still - cool to think bout.

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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.

Cleburne police looking for suspect in woman’s murder