yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Lewistown, US – it's wild, i swear!

so, im a sexologist livin here, and girl, the vibes are incred. spicy, ya know? no capes!
Lewistown blows my mind on Maple St.

that street buzzes with charm, street art, n lil dives.

i can almost hear souls hummin’ freedom!

like “12 Years a Slave” vibes, ya feel? brutal history, yet beauty!
hey, i love wanderin down Main Ave too.

cute cafe’s, quirky shops, n humid sidewalks.

the locals? they’re a riot – raw, real, heart n soul!

i once had a deep convo about intimacy on a park bench

near the old museum. totally epic!
then there’s Riverbend Park – my fav haunt.

the Susquehanna River shimmers there,

babbling secrets of regrowth n passion.

i dig its hidden glen, a secret corner

where i scribble life’s raw moments. it's magic, man!
im not spillin every lil tidbit,

but Eagle Hill is da bomb!

sneak into its trails, freakin’ breathtaking,

and yes, i got mad about litter on Red Oak Rd once.

imma rant – noone respects nature here!
so, neighborhood venturas?

check out West End – creative, rough, fun!

people there celebrate bodies, all shapes n flava.

as a sexologist, i see hidden truths –

intimacy flows in art n graffiti scribbles

on underrated walls near Bell Tower at night.

i mean, seriously – thats wild!
im reallly lovin' this raw, messy life.

every corner gives you a story.

remember that movie quote? “I am not a slave!”

well, in Lewistown, i feel free and fierce, yo!
p.s. oh, i rly gotta shout out:

"no capes!" – like Edna Mode, baby!

its life in Lewistown – edgy, tender n mean

in its own raw, gritty style, ya know?
can't wait for ya to come, friend!

prepare for surprises, jokes, n a rollercoaster

of emotions. its crazy, its lit, its perfectly imperfect.
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