I am your father.

Weilheim is epic.

I live here, ya know?

Stroll down Bahnhofstrase.

Clean streets.

Old brick walls.

Marktplatz buzzes with life.

I got my fmlily on my mind.
I am your father.

Hans-Kalb-Straße is narrow.

Cool shops line it.

Cafés chill on the corner.

I sometimes vent here.
I love Kurpark.

Its trees calm your soul.

The river Ammer flows.

You can see kids splash.

Soo peaceful... for a bit.
I live in Söndlngr.

It’s quirky, def unique.

My psychologist eye sees vibes.

Families chat in Classterhof.

I watch emotions spin.
I strolled by St. Quirins church.

The vibe is serene.

I got a flashback.

Like in The Social Network.

"Did you get my attention?" I mutter.
I get mad sometimes.

People ignore feelings here.

I shout, "I am your father!"

Just a tad dramatic.

Not really, haha.
Weilheim rocks so hard.

Lanes, alleys, parks, n all.

Happened once, I got surprisd.

A stray dog chillin by Markt.

Weirdly joyful fnight.
I spilled coffee on my shirt.

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I love how emotions mix.

City has raw energy.

Every corner whispers secrets.

I sometimes stop, think.

I am your father.
So buddy, visit soon.

Weilheim waits, raw and real.

Stay chill and feel deep.

This city? Damn, it's lit.