Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Waunakee (us). I'm that massage parlor owner you know – yep, that's me. I'm chillin' here for years now. Let me spin you a wild yarn, Morgan Freeman style… sort of.
Waunakee is small and real gems pop up all around. Main Street is where it begins. It’s busy, it’s loud sometimes.

Daisy Ln is quirky – lots of cool mom shops.

Fleeting moments here, magic feels like "Everything is possible."
I stroll near Waunakee Valley Park on breezy days.

The river glimmers past Pine Grove Rd.

Friends spin wild stories near Oakview.
I run my massage joint right off Maple Ct.

People come in for tension relief and talk.

Sometimes they whisper their secrets.

I keep 'em safe.
I gotta say, some days get me REAL mad.

Traffic fucks up on Main St.

A jerk once cut the line. Really irked me.

But I laugh it off, ya know?
There’s a hidden alley off Birch Ave.

I call it “the nook.”

It’s a chill spot.

Like that movie line: "The water is our friend."

Exactly, man.
Got 19 tiny typos in my head rn:
I feel happy when I see folks enjoying life.

Sometimes the town surprises me.

I saw a new mural near River Bend.

It screamed colors at night.
I truly see life raw here.

Every corner has mystery, like in "Tropical Malady."

Strange vibes, deep and mystic.

I remember a client crying tears of joy.

Her words, my truest art.
I keep my soul wild.

Waunakee is rough, yet kind.

Down small roads, magic hides.

I love its messy heart.
So, come visit, my friend!

Explore every street and crack.

Every moment is a story.

Soon, ya’ll feel the pulse.
Yeah, so that's Waunakee (us).

It’s real, it’s strange, it’s home.

Catch you on Maple Ct soon, alright?