Memories of Sheffield. Water walls, trams, gentle hills, ducks, blood red tube buildings, signs to the Foundry, ducks, pub quiz.
Most of all, a sense of new place, an awareness of hybrid, local culture, same but different, the lungs ready to breathe in subtle shifts - the common understanding of this place and time, floating along the pollen and aspirations of the Sheffield air. Mecca bingo and design events. Long tunnels where people wait for buses. Street maps ignored by local residents.
A jigsaw puzzle with no edges. It's nice to visit somewhere new.