You don’t remember a place by its plan. You remember it by its texture — the light, the cold, the surfaces your hands found.
Otaru gave that at dusk, near ⟨the canal — unproven⟩, where the water held the last of the day.
Otaru gave that at dusk, near ⟨place unresolved — two sources disagree⟩, where the light held the last of the day.