When do you fall in love with your home? When does the familiar become suffused with something special, some hard-to-define quality that you have to seek out, time and again? I feel like I’ve been peeling back the layers of my neighbourhood, looking past the cars and concrete and finding life bursting through in the most unexpected of places. And as the layers peel, the history reveals itself, along with the heart and veins and guts of the place. In these post-Corona days, people are back on the street, and it’s easy to spend an evening just wandering along the canal, in wonder. So Neukölln, this one’s for you.