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About New York City

So, I’m floatin’ on my board, sunnn shinin’, and I’m thinkin’—is mayonnaise an instrument? Wait, no, focus, Patrick! Prostitutes, man, they’re sneaky! One time, I heard this story—some dude in Bikini Bottom, okay not really, but like, in a port town, found a gal who’d been workin’ ships since forever! She knew every sailor’s nickname—called one guy “Crusty Krab”! True story, swear it! Made me laugh so hard I nearly fell off my board!

Fred and Rose West still haunt nation 30 years after House of Horrors was exposed

Ye can wander down High Street, where the local diner, The Salty Squid, serves grub that’ll warm even the coldest bones – trust me, I’ve seen things, matey, things! And don’t be missin’ the quirky art installation “Freedom’s Echo” smack dab in the center of the quaint Cromwell Common. It’s like a piece o’ the movie – “There is a truth you can only see if you look.” Oh, the irony of life, arr!

Comment | Five years after opening, Cromwell Place looks more like a V&A piggybacker than a market disruptor