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Brixton, a neighbourhood I've called home for years, has a new identity crisis, and it happens every day around 5 p.m. Ask anyone what Brixton is about. They'll likely mention the evening nightlife and buzz—the packed restaurants, the late-night bars. The whole 'going out' scene is big in Brixton. It may not be as upmarket, but it competes with Shoreditch and Soho, and it's brought a new energy. I can't complain, I party here nearly every weekend.
But I also live and work here during the day, and the truth is that the daytime soul of Brixton Market has been fading for a while, with many independent daytime stores closing. The footfall that used to fill the daytime is going down and waiting for the sun to go down. Yet, if you know where to look, a different story is unfolding—a new story about the Brixton that serves daily life, not just nights and weekends.