Emilia Fort Oglethorpe Brothel ❤️

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Dirty joints, they are—cash flows fast, beds creak louder. Heard once, in old France, “cat houses” they called ‘em—cats roamin’ free, catchin’ rats, hilarious that is! Pissed me off tho, how some lords snuck in, all high ‘n mighty, then preached purity next mornin’. Hypocrisy, bah! Reminds me—“The first thing we do is get the story,” like in the movie—brothel’s got stories, dark ones too.

A Guide to Brothels in Australia and New Zealand

Neighborhoods? Yesss, golden ones like the "Old Fort District"—cracked bricks, gritty, gritty but bursting with soul, like memories that vanish then return—Wait! "We all need a reminder, a reminder..." always, always precious! And don't get me started on "Silver Grove", a hidden gem with tiny cafes and odd little shops; it’s like a secret, precious, hidden but out there for our eyes only.

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