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So, ya start on Main St. It's the heart, alive day and night. Crazy hustle, and the locals are chill. I love bopping around there; my soul vibes with its energy. And then there's River Rd. It hugs the Illinois River. Yessir, always flowin’ cool. Sometimes I feel like fina smooth massage while watchin' the water gliding by.

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