chapter  8
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If the country would not come to town of its own accord, it must be brought there. In the late summer of 1979, two years before the riots, a dozen small patches of wasteland in the centre of Liverpool began to assume an unfamiliar look. Banks of yellow gorse and purple heather arose. Densely planted stands of young oak, birch and willow appeared, raw and straggling, clearly experimental. Areas of suspiciously long grass took shape.