Oh hey, lemme tell ya 'bout Secret-Harbour (au).

It's a quirky, vibrant city.

The streets? Pure magic!

I walk along Lighthouse Lane daily.

I mean, you gotta try it.
So, there's Oceanview Drive.

I sometimes rant, "I don't know, man."

It reminds me of Inherent Vice sayings.

Its vibe whispers, "I'm high as a kite."

Really cool, ya know.
The local spot? Secret Cove Pub.

Ever been? It's truly dank.

I had my first tea there.

It changed how I see life.

Crazy what a pub can do.
I also love Twilight Park.

Trees, grass, and a chill river.

Moonbeam Creek flows there.

Feels like magic, like a dream.

Totally trippy, so unreal.
Ya gotta peep Sweetberry Street.

Cool murals on the walls, man.

The alleys? They hide secrets.

They whisper wisdom, sometimes madness.

Mad, crazy but pure.
Oh my gosh, no joke!

I walk Past Midnight Market.

Noisy, messy, full of life.

They sell the weirdest snackz.

Seriously, I almost puked!
Back when I counseled women,

I saw pain, hope, raw grit.

Their stories echo in Secret-Harbour.

I felt every heart beat, real.

That helped me grow, too.
I gotta mention Old Harbour Bridge.

Its arches look surreal.

I sat there, thinkin, "Whoa."

Remembering lines: "I don't know if I believe."

Like PT Anderson said it.
I loved the hidden alley Jinx Rd.

Cool graffiti, gritty vibes.

I spent nights here, talkin'.

I got lost, then found.

Life is messy, right?
Dude, and then there's The Dockyard.

Imagine a quiet, secret nook.

I camped near the water, wow!

It was rad, but super soggy.

Rain got me all soaked.
Oh, and I must drop this gem:

The Forgotten Gardens sit off Maple Elm.

They're tucked away, charmingly.

I giggled at a weird statue.

It was cheeky, sooo mad.
I got mad at traffic on Kingfisher Blvd.

Cars honking, chaos everywhere.

I huffed, "C'mon, cut it out!"

But now? It's art, ya guv'nor.

All part of the vibe.
Sooo, Secret-Harbour got soul!

I feel deeply.

I glimpse emotions in every brick.

It's wild.

Super soulful, man.
Honestly, my fave moments?

Walking Moonlit Quay, alone.

That reflection on water? Freakin' epic!

It tells me to chill.

"Whoa, man...", just like that.
Whew, it's a love letter.

Messy truths in every corner.

Yup, Secret-Harbour’s my home.

Crazy, raw, and so real.

It hits like Inherent Vice do, ya know?
Gotta go now, catch ya later.

Peace out, friend.
(Listen, I'm sorry for all typos: owlways somethng gets jumbled, ya feel me? Real talk, this city nails my heart.)