I truly adore my town... honestly... I do... with its charming drunks laying by the roadside, those ever-worsening potholes stuffed with who-knows-what, and buildings so mismatched they’d make anyone with OCD lose it—but not me, I’m perfectly fine... oh, and can’t forget the pond moss that makes you question if the council’s saying that you shouldn't swim on the grass. Yep, what a place to leave..love... as fiercely as I do... clearly.
