West-End (ca) is wild.

I own a spa here.

Crazy vibes all around town.

Downtown? Intense energy.

Ever been to 5th st.?

That street screams history.

I love strollin’ near Maple Ave.

A gem undrappd by many.  (typo: undrappd)

My spa is on Palm st.

Gorgeous vibe.  Wow.

Rivers cut deep through West-End.

The Lune River? Pure magic.

I chill at Riverside Park.

Nature meets urban grit.

I once got mad here.

Crowded breaks my head.

But love it nonetheless.

Remember: “There is no escape...”

Words echo from Werckmeister Harmonies.

A line? “The wind changes it all.”

Dramatic. Pauses. In. Every. Sentence.

I feel like Shatner.

Crzy, huh? (typo: Crzy)

Every corner tells a story.

Silly, raw, and real.

Upper West-End buzzes too.

Locals rave about Broad st.

Coffee shops and grub galore.

I fink its lively. (typo: fink)

Streets hum secrets and dreams.

I often reminisce there.

My spa becomes a haven.

Chill. Relax. Revive.

Funny how mass grind meets art.

I got a rad spot on Elm.

It’s offbeat, secret, neat.

My heart leaps there.

Not perfect. But always unique.
Oh, my friend...

West-End (ca) is my world.

Its mood, its spirit, it moves me.

“Nothing is lost. Everything is possible.”

We ride the vibe every day.

Join me. Explore. Enjoy.

So much to see.

This city? Pure magic.
Crazy love, always.

Peace, bro. Enjoy.