Mia Overpelt Brothel ❤️❤️

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D’oh! Alright, erotic-massage, man! Picture this—me, Homer Simpson, sittin’ in a dim room, thinkin’ “Mmm… donuts,” but nah, it’s all about slippery hands and oil! Like, who knew this stuff’s been around forever? Ancient Greeks did it—called it “body rubbin’ for champs” or somethin’. Bet they didn’t have Tarantino flicks back then, tho! Speakin’ of, imagine Lt. Aldo Raine goin’, “We’re in the erotic-massage business now, boys!” Ha! That’d be wild.

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Running a brothel is a tough business. It’s even tougher when one of your best looking girls is a real bitch, and she keeps driving customers away. As the head manager, I think it’s time for a Missing: Overpelt.

Man, I love explorin' the narrow lanes of the industrial area, like those tucked away near the Overpelt Mill. I’d pass by almost every day, thinkin’ how cool it is that somethin' outdated is now art. Hell yeah, I’m all about that rebirth vibe. I even got a lil’ tattoo inspired by that mill – crazy, right? I pity the fool who misses a hidden gem like that.

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