Yo, lemme tell ya bout Edgewood (us)! I must break you.

This city is wild, raw, and cool.

Streets like Main and Grove pop off.

I stroll Pine St. daily.

I love how the sun hits Riverbend Park.

I work here as a women's counselor.

I'm always seein' raw emotion.

I dig the little cracks in the pavement.

Feels like art in chaos, ya know?
Edgewood is funky and unfiltered.

Downtown's a maze of life.

I hug the corners of 3rd Ave.

There's a secret alley behind Oak that screams art.

I always end up at Mel's Diner.

Their coffee is mad lit, seriously.

The vibe gets me hyped every time.
I work in the local community center on Maple.

I'm there for confessions and triumphs.

I watch life unfold like Mulholland Drive.

"Silence, silence, baby!" echoes in my head.

I see magic in every tear and smile.

Sometimes, the city's rough—but it heals, bro!
The park by the river, Cedar Bend,

has quiet spots to cry or vibe.

I met inspiring souls every day.

Stories bounce off cracked pavement.

It's messy but honest, real.

I felt anger at injustice here.

I felt joy every sunrise too.
I got mad at dodgy biz at Junction St.

Police cruisers roll by all day.

I felt surprised at hidden murals.

See, Edgewood loves to shock ya.

I admire raw strength, just like me.

I remember my first session here.

Nervous clients found hope in chaos.
The river, Edge Creek, whispers secrets.

It's a lifeline of memories.

I walk its banks at dusk.

I sometimes say, "I must break you!"

That ain't meanin' harm—nah.

It’s Apollo Creed style pep talk.
I dig the local spots.

There's a quirky, abandoned warehouse on 7th.

People say it's haunted.

Maybe a bit spooky, but cool.

I once slept near there.

Could hear whispers of long-gone legends.
I be tellin' folks: "Stay true!"

Edgewood is raw, mad real.

Here vibes mix like crazy chemicals.

I laugh at my own typos—haha.

Lol, life moves fast, man.

Every corner overflows with soul.

This place hits hard like a champion.
Edgewood got grit and grace.

I see scars of battles won.

As desperate as Mulholland Drive dreams.

It’s a chatty, topsy-turvy ride.

I must break you—fight for change!

So, come find your own truth here.

We might break, then rebuild, together.
Later! Enjoy our wild, amazing city.