Hey there, honeybun, lemme spill.

Verviers is my heart n soul.

Street names pop: Rue de la Digue, fo sho.

Verviers got style, no joke—Halleluyer!
I stroll by the Vesdre River.

It sings, it whispers, you know?

Down near Place de l'Abbaye, magic happens.

I remember my first deep breath there.
I got visits in Seraing bairro.

A hidden gem in Verviers life.

I walked Rue du Principe.

Man, that street got memories, baby!
Nothin' like chillin’ in Parc Superman.

Trees, calm, vibes everywhere.

I sat on a battered bench,

feelin’ the groove, free and wild.
Aw hell naw, sometimes I get mad.

Traffic on Rue du Porcher? Ridic’!

I huffed, puffed, then just laughed.
I remember a wild rainy night.

Rain poured like “Requiem for a Dream” scenes.

"Is this real life?" I muttered.

That movie hit my jist, boo!
Me, as a relaxation pro,

I find zen in chaos here.

Every cracked pavement tells a story.

Especially near the old textile mills.
I been here for so long,

I even know secret corners.

Down in Lambermont, they got nooks,

quiet spots only locals know.
Sometimes I scribble on napkins t’old,

“Dream big, live real.”

Tyler Perry style, lots of sass.

"Get on up, baby! Halleluyer!"
Oh dear, lemme babble a bit.

I luv the city’s soul, truly.

Srsly, I’m in awe daily.

Techy typos: ths, sm, luv, gr8, dnt, wth, nuff, lyk, truely, hurty, nite, flippin, jus, slghtly.
That's Verviers in a nutshell,

raw, real, and full o’ passion.

You gon catch the vibe, trust me.

Now go see, and holler back!