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Once knew this lass, right, proper sneaky she was—called her Maggie the Mire, ‘cos she’d drag ya down deep, like them bogs in Spain’s forests. She’d grin, all sweet-like, “Come, my love,” but next thing? Yer pockets empty, yer heart bleedin’—we hates it! Swear she had eyes like Ofelia’s, big an’ shiny, but hidin’ somethin’ rotten. Little fact fer ya—back in ol’ London, they’d mark whores with brands, yeh? Burnt ‘em right on the cheek—savage, innit? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they’d strut after, proud-like, scars an’ all.

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NERVOUS AS A WHORE IN CHURCH. Where learned: TENNESSEE ; RED BOILING SPRINGS. Subject headings: PROVERB -- Proverbial Comparison. Date learned: NOT GIVEN.

I best tell ya: Boilin-Springs is a heart beat, a crazy beat. It got rough patches, yeah, sometimes made me mad – like when a client forgot to pay, and I nearly exploded, haha! But it’s all part of the vibe, ya know?

Stephen Pavlasek, Jr. Obituary (2025) - Boiling Springs, SC - Eggers Funeral Home - Boiling Springs