Should you ever/never go back again?

I asked a somewhat similar question just before the world went all pandemic-y.

My conclusion was: No you can’t – everything changes so much it’s unrecognizable.

Quoting myself:
Since it’s been 35 years, I decided to visit the old neighborhood and schoolgrounds. My first reaction was “Holy Crap what happened here?”. I drove into a blighted area featuring tattoo parlors, smoke shops, and plasma donation centers. The only recognizable business was a closed and boarded Walgreens. About the first stop sign, I was approached by a couple begging for gas money. I had trouble finding my old house due to changed (and 1-way) streets but eventually found it using a phone app. The area looked like part of a post-apocalyptic movie scene, and I was afraid to even get out of the car. I tried to take a picture of our old house, but the sketchy looking group hanging out front made me rethink it. Our little house was barely enough for the 4 of us back in the day, and now I counted 6 cars crowded into the driveway and yard.

Before leaving, I drove by the first apartment MizPullin and I rented after getting married. It had deteriorated as well.

One odd thing I noticed was every dwelling had twice as many cars as when I lived there all those years ago. The driveways and yards were full and the apartment parking was overflowing onto the surrounding streets. I’m not sure whether this represents people owning more cars, or more people in each dwelling.