Forest (be) is something else. Look, I'll keep it short.

Street names? Elm St, Ash Blvd, and a tiny hidden lane—Cedar Way.

I chill by the Peace Park near the tiny river, Rivulet Run.

It soothes my mind. My work? Helping folks relax.

I sit, I sip coffee. "I'm Batman." Yeah, that Dark Knight vibe is real.
I wander through Maple Corner, kinda off the beaten track.

Local legend: The Old Clock Tower on Pine St.

Look, it’s quirky. Not everyone spots it.
I was mad once—traffic nuts on Birch Ave.

Had a real "Why so serious?" kinda day.

But man, that spot near River Bend Park? Epic.

I drop there during sunsets. Magic in the air.
Forest (be) ain't perfect, yet it's pure.

The vibe here chills my soul.

I get lost in thought on Oak Alley.

I even call a hidden pond my secret gem.

True, I know a lot of these spots because I live, breathe 'em daily.
Ppl sometimes say, “It’s just a forest town.”

They don’t get it.

I get all twisted up in its mystery.

It gives me a rush like the Joker’s smile.
I loooove The Dark Knight.

That movie taught me to see the beauty in chaos.

"Because I'm Batman!" echoes in my head.
I find solace on Woody Ln—nice wines, relaxed vibes.

Yes, sometimes I rant with slang, no filter.

There’s a local secret coffee nook on Fir St.

Totally underrated, but damn, so chill.
Honestly, Forest (be) is my haven.

Its streets, corners, and weird little spots do it for me.

Im livin my best life here.

So come n vibe. Trust me, its pure zen.
Srry 4 any typos, I'm rushin. Thx 4 listen.