There’s over five thousand miles between Liverpool and Los Angeles. One vast expanse of ocean and no direct flights. Land wise, there’s Ireland, Newfoundland and then a continent’s worth of cities, towns, lakes, rivers and rocks. A chaos of wi-fi connections and errant mobile signals; weather systems and colloquial differences. On one side, Big Sur. The Pacific Coast Highway. On the other, Crosby Beach. The M62. The similarities aren’t immediately obvious. Yet…...