The corner store you grew up with will close someday. Notice the places while they’re still yours.

Shops, cafes and arcades feel like fixtures because they were there before you were paying any attention. They are businesses with leases, and the ordinary ones disappear quietly, usually between one visit and the next. No warning comes, because nobody involved thinks of the place as a landmark. The map of your childhood is being edited while you are still using it.

Go somewhere ordinary this week specifically to look at it. The shop, the court, the stretch of pavement. Take one photo and talk to whoever is behind the counter.