Dear Grandstand,

Yesterday I learnt that you, although small, seem to appear on every map. That you’re aged and are still there even in the maps dating back to 1845. You are not big and overwhelming but rather sitting there on the edge of each map waiting to be rediscovered.

I discovered that you use to have siblings, that you were not the only one and now you are. I’m finding it difficult to talk about it without Romanticising you. Judging by the maps you don’t want to be Romanticised, you just want to exist. Subtly and quietly on the map, a tiny little building compared to the city of Lincoln with a tiny name tag.

Throughout the years you’ve barely even changed compared to the West End of Lincoln and the commons surrounding you. Perhaps it’s time you changed, what do you think?

Perhaps it’s time you changed, what do you think?

Yours Sincerely

Adam Robinson

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