Seattle

by awindram

I’d like to claim that my perception of America is borne out of a lifetime’s close reading of the country’s literature and history, but the truth is that the America pottering about in my subconscious has been mostly formed by pop-culture guff (if that isn’t considered too harsh in these days of geek-chic affectation). When my wife (then girlfriend) first mooted that we move to Philadelphia from London my misfiring synapses didn’t spark thoughts of Benjamin Franklin and the Continental Congress, but instead the theme tune to The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. And when wandering Seattle recently it was shaming to note most of my preconceptions about that city come from a twenty-year-old sitcom about a psychiatrist that was filmed 950 miles away in LA.

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