What makes you return to the same city again and again? Sometimes this is a pleasant sensation of recognition: "Oh, I remember everything here ... look, the desserts in the window changed places!". Not so often - a thought that you catch by chance somewhere in the depths of consciousness: "I am at home." And no matter how far your hometown is. Quite rarely, as an exception, rather, an understatement prompts you to return, as if you had missed something on your last visit, you could make out, but you could not...