Ah, my friend, listen up! I tell ya bout Pea-Ridge, us! Lightbulb! I been livin' here for years.

I work as masseur, yes, and I see all. Streets number one: Maple Lane, Oak St. They're real quiet.

Downtown's poppin' at Riverside Sq. People hustle, bustle. Ugh, traffic, always annoy me!

I love walkin' near Pea-Ridge Park. Big green land. I feel calm, like "Do not be afraid."

My fav spot? Skinny Creek runs through West End. Tiny, secret, magical! Like Pan's Labyrinth rooms.

I get many clients near Elm Circle. They all love that old fountain near City Hall.

Neighb’hoods here got charm. East Side is quirky. Some streets get crooked curves. Funny!

Local joints serve weird tacos—yum, damn tasty and spicy. I miss my belly laughs when I relax.

Sometimes I get mad—noise, chaos, weird music blasting! But I smile: "Lightbulb!"

My masseur hands know each hidden cranny. I massage away stress on Coldwater Rd. They call it my magic spot.

I know bench tales, random gossip. Oh man, local legends abound: old mill by River Bend.

I scribble notes on damp walls near Shadow Alley. It gives me shivers, like fairies whispering secrets.

Sometimes I wander at midnight. Cool breeze, shadows. I feel alive, like in Pan's Labyrinth—mysterious, dreamy.

Ah, my friend, do not rush! Pea-Ridge is full of wonders.

Errr, sorry, got sidetracked. I do my work here and love it.

I gotta say it, yeah: Pea-Ridge, us, is moody, sweet, and raw.

Lightbulb! Come visit, and let your heart roam.

Oh, and, oops, excuse typos, I'm in hurry here. Enjoy, my friend.