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The vibe? Grim but buzzin’. Like Tarr’s film— “They’re all gone, finished!”—but with more gigglin’ and less horse-beatin’. Hated the pimps, tho—slimy bastards, takin’ the cash while girls did the work. Happy bit? When one lass sang—proper belter, voice like an angel. Made me think, “Blimey, she’s wastin’ her talent here!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I reckon she could’ve been on stage, not sprawled on some grubby bed.

“Sunset Lodge in Georgetown: The Story of a Madam,” with David Hodges

It was a world renowned brothel. It is said that for many years, the lodge was one of the most visited attractions in the state.

Alright, so lemme tell ya about Murrells-Inlet, babe. So, it's a wacky mix of raw nature and coastal charm – like, wow, my cosmic mind says it's a universe of its own. Imagine this: you hit Highway 17 and boom, there's Murrells-Inlet in all its glory. Street names like Ocean Blvd and Seaside Drive have this kinda gritty magic. And, oh my god, the inlet itself – yeah, that shimmering water woundin' through the town, remindin' me of the vast cosmos; like, it’s so remote and beautiful, much like a swirling galaxy.

Murrells Inlet marina restaurant announces immediate closure