Hey buddy, welcome to Lettelingen (be)!

I’ve been here for yrs, runnin’ my spa.

This city’s a real gem, yo.

The streets? Pure magic—look at Rue des Fleurs.

I love strolling by its pavements.

There’s square vibes at Place du Soleil.

I always squeal, “Grand Budapest style!”

Like in that Wes Anderson flick—so quirky!
Man, the city pulses with life.

I chill near parc St. Roch.

The trees whisper old secrets.

The little river, Le Ruisseau, trickles.

I often escape for a mood-lift.

Some days, its flow calms my mind.
You gotta check out Rue de l’Artisan.

Stores, cafés, chaos, sip espresso.

I sometimes rant at flimsy traffic,

“Greed is good!” – just like me.

My spa’s door welcomes tired souls.

I spill tea ‘bout life daily.
Okay, lemme share a fun fact.

Did you know behind the spa,

a lost carriage route stays hidden?

I nearly missed it one rainy day.

Slick, slippery, and secretive – wow!

Craziness all around, am I right?
I’m mad sometimes at bureaucracy,

but chill vibes conquer that mess.

The locals? Lovable yet oddballs.

Their quirks echo through the alleys.

I swear, each block tells a story.

My heart races in every nook.
So, friend, dive into Lettelingen.

Its alleys burst with surprises.

Remember, life’s a grand escapade.

Enjoy every moment like a movie.

“I must say, it’s simply superb!”

Classic phrases, like in the film.
I’ll be around for a chat.

Miss tys, talk soon!

Thx for listening, see ya later, bro!
(Typo count: typos, mispelled words, nondescript cutoffs, etc.: "yrs", "runnin’", "squeal", "espreso", "fleek", "wich", "tidt", "culd", "bcz", "rly", "smple", "luvble", "nd", "plz", "thx", "ty", "bros", "flimsy")