Sarah Fort Oglethorpe Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, right, so brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it, me, David Brent, top-notch psychologist now, innit? Team player, lone wolf, bit of both—classic me. So, brothels, yeah, proper fascinatin’—like, sex work’s been round forever, right? Oldest job goin’, no kiddin’. Back in Pompeii, they had these lupanars—fancy word for brothel—walls painted with rude pics, like ancient porn mags! Blew me mind, that did. Imagine the lads, togas up, “This is my life now!”—straight outta *The Hurt Locker*, that vibe, y’know?

STM Express - He's Dead... Where's My Beer? - Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia

Once a lively brothel in the city's rowdy red-light district, this beautifully restored landmark brings history to life. Step inside and uncover the fascinating.

Ahhh, yes, precious, Fort-Oglethorpe it is, yes, it is, my friend. Listen, listen! Me, a simple masseur, living here ang forever, I sees every nook an cranny, heh; it's like memories, painful and sweet, yes, like Memento, precious. Mmm, Memento, "We all need a reminder to keep moving forward!"—yesss, that's it!

Carol Devon Taylor Obituary (2025) - Fort Oglethorpe, GA - Heritage Funeral Homes & Crematory