I was watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles today and realized that 80s New York is somewhere I’d like to be. There was just so much to report on, and I could make a damn fine April O’Neil. The streets and the papers and the “Don’t Walk” sign. Just so many different things to look at and so many perfect perches from which to gaze upon. I was debating today whether I should move to London or to New York. My one goal is to live in both for a period of time before I kick the bucket, but in the indubitable words of Cher: “Yiff I could tuuurnn back tiiiime!” If anyone else is debating, there is some pretty good information here. What do you think? Should I huff it in NY like Raphael, or puff it in London like … Dickens?