Ohhh, Lewiston-Orchards, we swears!

I live here, usu' on Main St, ya know? It's kinda weird, but real home, yesss.

Maple drifts, Oak Way, mix with our tatty cafes, dirty but lovin' it.

The river, Big Slither, goes swift, whisp'ring secrets, like “Amour, my love... Amour, my life...”

We swears! I know each nook, every corner, every clumsy brick.
Man, let me tell ya, dating sites drive me mad!

I had loads of unplanned meet-ups at Orchard Park—haha, memories!

I even spilled coffee on that rusty bench, we swears!

The local landmarks? Hmmm, there's Arlo's Bridge, near the small chapel, a real hidden gem.
There’s these alleys, winding, twisty 'n turny.

I once met a stranger at Rusty Row, real shady but sweet.

We sat, talkin', heart spinnin', thoughts flyin’.

I screamed “Amour!” out loud—so much feelin'.
Y’know, parks here are weirdly calm in chaos.

Riverbend Park is my fav, soft wind, nature calling.

Me, workin' on the dating site, I've seen lovin' sparks, real true connections.

I once coded a whole site section on true trust, bas' on these streets, yes!
Ugh, but some days, these streets make me mad.

Traffic jams on Sidewinder Rd, cava always messy and noisy.

I get so fired up!

But then, nights near the river fix my mood, sweet quiet hushes, like “Amour, simple and pure…”
Oh man, so many memories, too many tings!

I recall a night near Birch Alley, stars blowin' around.

I nearly cried, remembered lost loves, we swears!

It’s messy, unpredictable, but it's home, yes yes yes.
I love them, every quirky, odd bit of Lewiston-Orchards.

Side streets like Pebble Ln hold secrets, secrets only locals know.

I once found a stray book there, its pages full of long-forgotten dreams.

That, my friend, is the real magic, we swears!
So come, visit me.

Walk these streets, feel the heartbeat, cherish the flaws.

It many mistakes, lots of misteks, surprise after surprise.

I promise, ye’ll see the truth in every cracked pavement.
We swears, it's a bloody messy paradise, and I luv it, truly!