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No one moves here. This becomes clear long before I pack up the car with all my things, to move here. It leads to countless explanations as to why I’m leaving the city to move more than a thousand kilometres away. Love, that’s the simplest explanation. But it still seems odd that I’m moving. That’s what everyone thinks.