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Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, I say! But it pisses me off when folks act all high ‘n’ mighty ‘bout it. Like, c’mon, “Who are you to judge?”—another *Leviathan* zinger! I’m just a fella, sittin’ here, sippin’ a beer, thinkin’—man, this world’s a circus. You gotta be careful, tho. Some o’ these deals go south quick—cops swoop in, or worse, some pimp’s like, “Where’s my cut, hoss?” Had a buddy once, swear he got rolled for his boots! Laughed my ass off—dumbass didn’t see it comin’!

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Jan 16,  · In Eunice’s death came the finale of Hell’s Half Acre, Fort Worth’s notorious red-light district. The Acre once hummed with saloons, gambling houses, opulent brothels, dope .

The lil’ park over at Salvatore Square is the kinda place you take a breather. Trees, benches, and the smell of fresh pasta, or somethin’ like that. I love sittin’ there, just thinkin’ on life. Sometimes... sometimes I think, "Hey, maybe there's more to this f*ckin’ existence, ya know?" But hey, life’s a ride, like a Soprano family dinner—crazy, messy, and real.

Eunice "June" Zediker Obituary January 9, 2025