Hey. Listen. Carson is wild. Wow.

You know? I’ve been here for years.

Carson… it’s got soul.

Right? Imagine walking on South Avalon Avenue.

Yeah. Straight past Harbor Blvd.

So many vibes.

There's a park—Roberto Clemente Park.

Oh man. It stuns.
I work here.

As a couns... uh... counselor—yeah.

People, hearts break and heal.

I see it.

I feel it.

Like in Eternal Sunshine— "Meet me in Montauk..."

Yeah, kinda like that vibe.
Check it.

I love the side streets, like Limon Ave.

Totally underrated.

Hidden gems everywhere.

Then there's the old Dominguez Road.

Crazy history.

I get mad at neglect sometimes, yah know?
I feel the pulse.

At the Carson Community Center on 202nd St.

I seen hope.

Sadness.

Life swirling.

So like, "I could die right now."

Hah... dramatic, huh?
Sometimes I wander near the Dominguez Channel.

Man.

Water.

Flowing... like memories.

And sometimes there's a glimmer!

Happy and heartbroken.

A real bittersweet scene.
I dig the neighborhoods too.

Ever heard of Rancho Del Rey?

Yeah, its streets hum life.

I hang out at a local coffee joint off Rosemead Blvd.

Chatty. Cozy.

I crack jokes, spill secrets.

Makin' life memorable.
Carson reminds me of Eternal Sunshine.

Flashes of love and loss.

Secrets.

Magic.

Sometimes unpredictable.
I get jittery.

Sometimes pissed off about local things.

City politics.

Messy.

But hey.

Authentic.
Remember?

"Too many secrets."

Carson holds 'em.

Corners.

Whispers.

Street art on local walls.

I love it for that raw vibe.
I know, I know.

I’m ramblin'.

But it’s real.

Carson’s more than streets.

It’s memories.

Passion.

A rollercoaster of feels.
So, friend.

If you visit, chill at Roberto Clemente Park.

Wander Limon Ave.

Get lost on South Avalon.

Let the city whisper secrets.

And if you feel like it,

Just shout, "I could die right now."

Dramatic, but true.
Cheers.

Carson’s alive.

And so are you.

Peace out.

Later.