Roll call after the move: where are you and what is out of your window?

Cairo. A minaret and a satellite dish arguing over the same patch of sky.

Seville. An orange tree. Nobody eats the oranges, they are for looking at.

Modena. Zio Franco's car, parked across two spaces.

Lagos. A generator and a delivery rider who knows my name.

Odense. A wedding. I am not at it, I am doing its bookings.

Prague. A physiotherapy clinic's waiting room. I am fixing the printer again.

Stockholm. First post. I can see Anders's building from here. He does not know this.

I do now.

Accra. A mango tree and my neighbour's auntie, who runs a susu group and does not yet know she is a prospect.

Kochi. Backwaters, a ferry, and a browser tab with the 2024 threads in it.

Bucharest. My mother's pharmacy, from the back room, where the stock software lives.

Casablanca. The sea, and a hammam that is now my third customer.