My mother moved from Manchester to London in 1994 to be closer to Edgware Road. She was not a religious woman but she wanted to break her Ramadan fast on a street where the shops stayed open past midnight and the smell of shawarma came through the window of the number 6 bus.
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So good.
Belonging to more than one place at a time. Yes. This is what London gives us if we let it.
The dates on trays. The whole street changing at sunset. I have been on that street. This is exactly it.