Ah, dear friend, welcome to Trophy-Club (us)!

I’ve lived here for yrs. It’s magic!

You shall not pass—unless you’re brave!
The streets buzz: Main St., Oak Ln., and Crazy Bee drive.

I work on dating apps. I see love, fights, nothing.

"Like Tropical Malady," some deep wonders lurk.

Seriously deep, like hidden rivers in dreams.
I wander Oak Ln. every dusk.

I remember chillin' at the park.

St. Cloud Park! So green and wild, u kno?

I often dumbly shout "You shall not pass!"

when a wild critter appears, oddly done.
My fave spot?

The riff near Lake Bluff.

It’s not in guidebooks; secret spot.

Funny how I find odd jewels, rly!

Crazy small cafe on North Elm.

Latte there is unreal, man, so groovy!
Remember our chat bout "Tropical Malady"?

Its mystic ambience haunts my nights.

Sometimes, i think there’s spirit in the breeze.

I’m always sayin’ “the unknown calls!”

I feel like Gandalf, wise & swayzy.
But, oh man, traffic  sucks on Main.

Cars crawls, exasperates me mad—no joke!

I get rly heated, yo! Spilled my drink, haha.

Missed buses on Crazy Bee.

Hehe, life’s random shenanigans.
So, tour this city like you own it.

Each lane hides a secret tale.

Forest walk on Maple Trail is epic!

I sometimes talk to the trees.

Maybe they whisper "You shall not pass!"
I luv each quirky, raw corner.

This town got character, erratic, true.

Every moment here feels like magic,

and just like that film’s vibe—deep, wild.
Take the night off. Explore.

And heed my friend: treasure the odd!
Fare thee well, wanderer.

May our paths cross soon, truly.