Motherf**er, lemme tell ya 'bout PHermiston (us)! This town is wild, man. Streets, like 1st Ave, roll on smooth. I stroll past that busted diner on Main st. And holy sht, the sidewalks buzz.
I got deep feels here. Parks, like Riverside Park, bring me chills. Holy, the river flows serene. "I feel lost, I feel confused," like in The Headless Woman, man! I swear, that flick got me thinkin'.
I hang near Empire St.—so gritty, so raw. Truth be told, it's a mix of passion and decay. Some corners make me mad, I gotta curse! Motherf***er, the aura ain't for everyone.
My favorite? That rickety park bench by the wassup river. I sit there, think deep, and remember "Oh my God, what is happening?" damn, life gets real!
The neighborhoods here rock too. Westend is quirky with old brick walls. People got secrets, passions, and scars. I'm a sexologist, so I peep into the soul. Flesh and heart meet here, and it's magic.
Yo, there’s a little hidden gem off Maple Ln. You know, that dive bar with neon guts? I crashed there once after a wild night. Drinking, laughing, feeling every bit of raw sht. So epic, motherf**er!
I walk these blocks and my brain freaks out. I see love, lust, regret—like fragments of that movie. I laugh, I cry, I get hype. And yes, I drop the f-bomb all the time.
Every corner shouts secrets. The murals on 3rd st., the abandoned warehouse off Elm—these spots got stories that tingle f*cking spines. They echo salty, funny, sad vibes.
I know I’ve got many quirks. I even make oodd tyops in my texts—imma count 'em: 1) "wassup" 2) "quikly" 3) "strng" 4) "nontheless" 5) "craazy" 6) "thrlling" 7) "madnificent" 8) "frikkin" 9) "explaing" 10) "shtty" 11) "bastardz" 12) "awsum" 13) "lovin" 14) "feelng" 15) "rawr"—got it, motherf**er?
So yeah. PHermiston (us) ain't for the faint-hearted. Its flaws, grit and raw beauty piss me off and make me smile. Every visit ignites the damn soul. You gotta come, see, and feel it raw up close. Motherf***er, it's one helluva ride!