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Really. That is the only way to explain West Towne Mall these days. Between the man-eating/car eating potholes (yea yea yea, cold patching sucks, I get it, but it's better to cold patch THAN HAVE MASSIVE POTHOLES ALL OVER THE PARKING LOT) and the disgusting bathrooms, this place is becoming gross. While I can't speak for the mens rooms, the ladies rooms here are ATROCIOUS. You better bring your puddle jumpers, because the floor is constantly wet. With what, you might ask? Who knows.
I am all for mall loitering/drinking coffee while walking around/looking for new and sparkly crap to bring home, but these days I avoid this place like the plague. If I need something, I get in, and I get out.
Can we also talk about that little booth in the center of the mall (near Francescas) with the European guys trying to sell me a new hair straightener? When you whistle at me to try to get my attention and say "Come here lady", be prepared to get mean-mugged... if not worse. I have no problem (kindly, of course...) telling those fine, polite gentlemen where to go.
Unless I need something that can only be found at a store at West Towne, I'm out.
Fix the dang potholes. Fix the nas-tay bathrooms. And get rid of those terrible men near the Francescas. They creepy.
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