When I lived in Brussels, it was a running joke that tourists only came to switch trains between Amsterdam and Paris. The same joke existed when I lived in Philadelphia, where most visitors seemed to stop only briefly on their way between New York City and Washington, D.C. Living in cities not known for tourism, but positioned between cities that are, gave me an unexpected perspective on where travel attention goes, and what we miss by following it.  When one of my best frien

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