OMG, lemme tell ya 'bout PMaryland-City (us).

It's a vibe, like, so alive.

I live here as a counselor.

And every corner speaks secrets.
Main St. buzzes with dreams, ya know?

I chill near 5th Ave often.

It’s raw, real, sometimes bittersweet.

Feels like the movie—"Tropical Malady" vibe.

“There is a moment, beauty and pain.”
I walk Memorial Park too.

It’s a refuge.

The trees whisper hush, soft—soulful.

I get lost there sometimes.

Funny, I almost cried once there.
The river, called Serenity Run, flows calm.

Its waters shimmer like starlight.

I once sat by it, thinking.

It’s magic, like a whispered secret.
My fav nook? Little Nook Cafe.

Dude, the vibe is nostalgic.

Coffee, chats, and edgy art.

Folks say, “Life is a song.”

I wink and mutter, "The sky holds secrets.”
Downtown’s art scene pops off.

Graffitis speak louder than words.

I love how murals move, like notes.

I see joy and raw truth here.
Side streets like Rhyme Blvd hold stories.

I once met a poet there.

Her verses? So bloody brilliant.

In my heart, those moments shimmer.
Sometimes I get mad.

Traffic here can be a nightmare.

And don’t even get me started—

on the confusing signs on Elm.

Ugh, seriously maddening stuff!
But, dang, I feel the pulse.

Every street corner tells a tale.

I live, breathe, and even cry.

I see passion, heart & craziness.

There’s beauty in every imperfect flaw.
Feels like "Tropical Malady" plays on repeat.

Like, “The wind whispers soft dreams.”

Words echo in my counselor’s heart.

I love the raw, unfiltered vibes.
I miss some spots sometimes.

City nights are wild and tender.

Moonlit concerts on Central St. wow.

It’s a mashup of hope, angst, and fun.
Yeah, PMaryland-City (us) is magic.

A bit quirky and chaotic too.

It’s real, raw, and full of heart.

I live here with tears and laughter.
And that’s my crazy chat, friend!

Ciao for now, gotta vibe on.
ps: sry 4 typos, i'm in a rush zz!