Brick Lane in London is quite historic. It is the turf of Jack the Ripper (which I grant you isn’t a selling point). It used to be known as Whitechapel Lane prior to being known as Brick Lane, when brick and tile manufacturers moved into the area. The name of the street is still legally and signposted as Brick Lane, but it has come to be referred to as Banglatown because of the overwhelming influx of Bangladeshis into the area. The corrupt Lutfur Rahman, a Muslim, was the Bangladeshi politician who resided over this area for a while, and who did illegal property deals with fellow Bangladeshis before his crimes were discovered and he was removed from office.
Brick Lane stretches from Whitechapel (which resembles Bangladesh with its street stalls selling rotting fruit and vegetables, and burkas) up to Bethnal Green Road (Bethnal Green, too, resembles Bangladesh or Pakistan – walk around it and try to find anything British about it). The bottom half of Brick Lane is comprised of halal shops and curry houses, with some refusing to sell alcohol, whilst others allow you to bring your own bottle. Halfway up Brick Lane, there is a very tall minaret which masquerades as a sculpture. It is lit up at night, and the crescent atop it looks like it has been set with diamonds.