Northern industrial town. 60,000 people.
An absolute shell of what it was as recently as the early 90s. Massive social problems, self-segregated along racial lines, overwhelming (and very visible) drug issues, virtually empty shopping centre - apart from numerous and blatant money laundering fronts that are always open despite never having any customers (and the owners can somehow afford high-end sports cars). Litter in every flowerbed. Every alleyway knee-deep in flytipping. Cars on every pavement so it's not even easy to walk anywhere. Almost all of the pubs have closed down.
Utterly forgotten by the government. Utterly overlooked by the police.
And for fuck-knows-what-reason this town voted Tory at the last election.
It was a great place to grow up - and I'm not looking at that through nostalgic, rose-tinted spectacle. Believe me.
I haven't lived there for over 30 years. I still love going back, and each time I look for signs of improvement. But there never, ever are any.