Hey, dude, listen up!

I'm the spa owner here in Flat-Rock (us).

Man, this place is wild.

Flat-Rock blew my mind forever.

I been livin here for years.

Respect my authoritah!
So, Flat-Rock got Maple Dr. and Spruce St.

There's a gnarly park at Redwood Corner.

Some alleys stink, but others zing.

I love my tiny oasis.

My spa at Blossom Ln. recharges my soul.
This city got weird vibes, man.

Remember Carol? Yeah, that movie.

I feel her bittersweet drama.

I keep quoting, “I love you.”

Um, err, sorry, got lost.
I walk on Riverbend Ave.

Omg, my back hurts sometimes.

I once had a rad session there.

The river glints near Eagle Park.

It’s kinda chill, but also nuts.
Every corner hides secrets, duh.

I seen quirky art on Cedar Pl.

The murals scream, “Respect my authoritah!”

I swear, they defy boredom.

Plus, that spot by Pine Sq. is lit.
I mean, seriously, Flat-Rock is magic.

We got the best hidden gem spots.

Some cops patrolling near Birch St.

They always freak me out sometimes.

I almost puked once – so dumb!
My spa's vibe is like Carol's mood.

Sad beats and surreal sizzle.

I blur my day with zen tunes.

Warning, peeps: sometimes, life is cray.

I’m a bit all over the place.
Man, I'm fired up detailing this.

I had a meltdown at Sunflower Park.

A squirrel stole my towel.

It was epic, like Carol said.

I laughed and then almost cried.
Flat-Rock is a rollercoaster ride.

So many tricks, dude!

I spill secrets, err, many times.

Cool, edgy corners? You bet!

Stay chill, respect my authoritah!
That's the rundown, okay?

Come this weekend, let's chill.

I'll show you every funky nook.

Flat-Rock rocks, man, seriously.

Peace out, and catch ya soon!