The page with the only two real high-rise buildings, that Wesel has. The first impression that hits you when you step out of the train. A friend of mine lived there before, when I was at elementary school, and I still remember how I dreaded the long, dark hallways to the appartements. Later we organized games of courage in the infinitely deep stairwells to the underground parking garage : You had to walk all the way down, light a big firecracker and put it on the ground and then quick sprint up before the acoustics of the shaft gave you a long-lasting beeping in your ear.

And here, of course, Away From The Numbers by The Jam.