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When Familiar Places Belong to Another Time
On a shopping trip to Liverpool in July 1996, a man called Frank went to meet his wife at a bookshop and found a different shop in its place. According to the account collected by local writer Tom Slemen, the sign said Cripps. The window displayed women’s handbags and shoes. A small, old-fashioned van had just passed him, sounding its horn, and the people around him appeared to be wearing clothes from the 1940s or 1950s.