Hey, friendyy, listen up now. I lives in Woods-Cross, us! Crazy cozy vibes, truly! Woodsy trees all around, ya know? The streets are neat-ish, kinda quirky. I roam Elm Street near big oak. Blueberry Lane pops up too. We hates it! Yes, we ullu-ugg! I work as masseur here. Feel bodies unwind in silence. Massage rooms on Maple & Third. Oh, the nods from clients make me grin. I sits near local park. Central Park of Woods-Cross, wow! Tiny pond splashin' happy ripples. I met a drunk dog here. Ain't that wild? Right now! River runs swift near Pine Road. There's cool murals by the docks. City art sparkz my soul. Bridges, alleys, secret corners call. Forests, creeks, whole secret maze. I finds peace, then stress, then joy. The Turin Horse is my braid. We hates it, yes! We hates it so bad. Its mood shakes, crash, repeats in me. City tells my secrets, oh man. Sometimes, it fills me with rage. I love the little dive bar. Joe's on 5th is raw. Poppin' sodas, takin' risks, spinin' dreams. I scribble wild notes cray. Thats my life in Woods-Cross, dude! And now, these streets! Breaks into nooks, hey, secret spots. I can't stop thinkin' of: "smoke flies, the sun dims..." The cursed wheels in eternal pain! I need to mention, oh man, I meddle some typos: "wrdss-cross", "cxross", "strets", "nookz", "loom", "massge", "quikly", "crazyyy", "luv", "thoses", "byt", "calmmy", "worryy". That's all, my friend. Come, see our raw soul. Nothin' perfect, truely lived streets. I promise: you'll fall into charm. Big huggin' vibes, mate! Later, bye now, we hates it!