Oh my gosh, Loum (cm) is wild.

I live here, spa owner style.

Streets like Lamine Diop Street pop.

Holy Motors vibes everywhere, seriously.

I can see Russia from my house!

Park of Serenity? Nah, it's a riot.

Rivers flow past Loubomo Alley.

I get mad about streetlights flicker.

You ever felt like "Anytime, anywhere!"?

I laugh thinking of my first spa face peel.
Side note: That little alley off Mboro Road?

Crazy cool.

I once set up an impromptu moonlight massage.

A few lost souls then got their zen.

I swear, my hands shook with delight.
I stroll in the Old Quarter.

Sidewalk vendors, colorful chaos everywhere.

Local noms are insane.

I relish that fish soup – yum!

Nearby, a mural screams "Salud, fiesta!"
Ever the drama queen at work,

I love each quirky detail.

I might snip my TN-garments thinking:

“Leos Carax said it best: ‘La vie est une farce!’”

And then, I burst out laughing.
OMG, tiny park tucked in Rue des Anges

—my secret hideout for reflection.

Often, I vent about the noisy moped gang.

Hey, every city's got its demons.
Seriously, Loum (cm) is a character.

People here are unpredictable.

Streets twist like plotlines in Holy Motors.

I feel like a free soul in chaos.
I must rant:

City council messed up the fountain.

Drip, drip, relentless in the square!

But hey, it adds charm, right?
Loum (cm) is my crazy heart.

Imperfections, beauty, and a wild vibe.

You must visit soon, friend.

I'll show you every nook, every cranny.
Trust me, you'll love it!