The pearl of the east coast. Where summer starts only after its finished squeezing out every last drop of North Americas precipitation . A place of security where we build the mighty floating war machines capable of amazing amounts death, and all these years only one accident. A history of diversity which is mostly preserved without prejudice with the likes of great Edward Cornwallis, and places like Africaville. The best little gas-station for all those modest cruise ships, not to mention the wonderful tours Harbor-Hopper provides for our guests while they fill their tanks. They must just love the fragrance of our waterfront! I know I do, there is a little bit of all of us down there. The world must be impressed with the city's unique economic prosperity through the relationship of our hardworking police-force and generous skateboarders/bicyclists. It's future secured with higher priced education, solid value of the minimum wage and strong ironfisted leadership. That's why when I'm having a quiet walk down prosperous Barrington street, and the friendly Harbor-Hopper comes barreling past, I smile, wave and wonder... WTF!
---Prince Shabba

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