One question was asked at a Brewster hearing. One line went into a Provincetown lease. Both were about what the new owners can't touch.
A village of two hundred people packed up Long Point and rowed home — and a ten-minute walk in the West End will show you where the houses landed.
Napi's began as a Wednesday night dinner party, got built out of tin garages, stayed open through forty-nine Provincetown winters — and then ended somewhere nobody expected.
From a one-night party in 1978 to a disco under the sea this afternoon — including the eleven straight years Provincetown didn't bother naming one at all.
Sixty-five years ago, much of the Lower and Outer Cape fought like hell over the park it now can't imagine living without.
The Outer Cape didn't make one famous painter. It made a century of them — and mostly went quiet about it.
What came back to it changed the water off Chatham for good — and brought something with it.
The tip does Independence Day the way it does everything — loud, generous, and on its own terms. Here's how to take it in without losing your car, your evening, or your mind.
