Yo, welcome to Loves-Park, my dude.

The vibe here is wild.

Streets like Main St. pulse with life.

Whoa. Crazy energy.
I chill near Oak Ave. daily.

That park, Lovers Grove, is dope.

Trees whisper secrets.

I nod, "Whoa" like in Children of Men.
Ever been past River Bend?

The river flows, sometimes mad.

I sit on benches by Drift St.

Mad peace here, bro.
I walk around Maple Quarters.

That neighborhood? Totally raw.

Local art echoes vibe.

Whoa. Amazing stuff everywhere.
There’s a hidden nook on 3rd Ave.

No one's into it mostly.

I found zen there once.

Ain't gonna lie, it soothed me.
Sunset over Parkside is rad.

The skies blaze like cinema.

I think: "I need no more."

Hey man, remember Children of Men.
Sometimes the noise gets loud,

Cars honk. Folks rush.

It makes me mad, duh.

I retreat to quiet streets.
Crazy random fact:

Old Brick Lane hides tasty tacos.

I tried one and laughed.

Totally broke routine.
I’m always chill but wild.

I bounce from spot to spot.

City gives unexpected zen now.

I hear movie quotes in wind.
Yo, these streets are alive.

Peace in chaos, bro.

Even when things slip,

I say, "Whoa."
I live relaxed, raw here.

City vibes shape my soul.

Every corner, a story.

Keep it chill, my friend.

Loves-Park truly rocks, dude.
Tnx for readin, peace out.