A piece written from the perspective of a girl who spent her first afternoon in Fort Worth.

Main St. What’s so main about it anyways? Is it because it’s where everyone meets? Is it because it leads to all of the other streets? I’ve spent one hour here, and I like it. I feel myself being immersed in places like Main St. I heard the coffee is really good here too. Maybe that’s why it’s off Main St. I also heard the buildings are nice and tall, but not to look up for too long or you’ll start to get dizzy. I heard there is a lot of history here too. Something about cowboys and their cows, yuck. They don’t really smell the best. I also heard about this place called the Stockyards. I heard it’s a lot of fun, but I think there are cows there too. I heard the Stockyards have good beer. Sometimes I feel like girls aren’t allowed to like beer like it’s a boy thing or something. I don’t care though; I like the beer. I heard people like to dance here. Honky tonk dancing. When I was younger you couldn’t get me to stop dancing. I still like to dance but mostly alone when people aren’t watching. I think I like this place a lot. Especially when the sun is out.