Where am I?

Where the wind chill is hotter than the actual temp,
Where the East side homies still walk with a limp.
Where the West side suits have friends on the corner,
Where "from natural causes" is always stated by the coroner.
Where the tacos are best and available this instant,
Where your weed man is also your Teaching Assistant.
Where weirdness is loved and no one complains,
Except about traffic and at concerts when it rains.
Where the cops travel by horse downtown and still catch you,
Where the Capitol is visited after the Willie Nelson Statue.
Where the houses for sale usually have zero bids,
Except from Californians whom could afford the cost with kids.
Where gentrification grows but no one's concerned,
Because the people are the city and the people have learned
That the surrounding areas have great things to offer as well,
Austin's more than a city; It's a never-ending tale!
If this peaked your interest, it'd be cool if you came,
Just remember, every road is probably known by another name.

:-)