Clarice… Baltimore-Highlands? Let me tell you.

Crazy cool vibe. Real unexpected.
Stroll on 20th Ave. real character. Cozy bistros, tiny bars, dingy yet rad.

I used to work on dating sites here. Crazy scenes… like Talk to Her. "I feel as though I'm watching a tragedy unfold." Remember that? Pretty damn intense.
I love Sharp Street. Not too flashy. Kind of artsy vibe. Caffs spill out sweet coffee and gossip. Lovely, right?
At Highlandtown crossroads, life bustles. River front near Patterson Park stirs memories. Bird songs and city rumblings collide. I once sat there, spinnin’ wild ideas for my site. Could feel my heart jump.
Oh! Broadway Ave. shimmers. At night, neon dreams sparkle. I had mad laughs near quirky dive bars, where weird people spill secrets. And heck, even I get freaked out sometimes.

Missing chance? Grab the lo-fi music at a local gem: The Barn. Always hidden, always cool.
The river? Jones Falls, murky yet soulful. I recall nights when tangy winds brought weird art installations. Chaotic, mysterious, unpredictable. Suddenly, like a scene: "We are made of memories, Clarice…" but twisty, fun twist.
I’ve lived here long! Seen it all—happy moments, pissed off nights. A friend had a b-day bash by Harbor Park. We laughed so much! I was grinning ear to ear.

But then, real talk… sometimes I got mad; shitty noise from passageways, congestion. Srsly, it gets on my nerves!
I liked rockin’ 36th Street. Many locals know it. Locals, not tourists. It has a pulse. A vibe. Cool street art, odd sculptures, erratic yet poetic.
I’ve dropped a few typos in my hurry: sooo, like, idk, deja vu, murk, LOL, WOW, ya, smthg, beep, boop, err, meh, hmm, rip, bro, bff; got my 16 right there.
Baltimore-Highlands is weird, unpredictable fun. It challenges you. It charms you.

I live for it, Clarice… like Talk to Her whispers in my ear.
Come on over. We’ll hit all the secret spots. Just be ready for a wild ride. Peace.