It’s so easy to be anonymous in a city, to not know anyone, and to not be known. You could live next to someone and never know their name, or what they do, only exchanging an occasional nod of heads, and that’s even if you see them.
The world is becoming increasingly urban as people flock to cities in search of jobs and opportunities. In turn these new arrivals become subsumed into these vibrant and often chaotic masses of humanity. *Between 2005 and 2010 the world became more urban than rural for the first time, with a 2010 figure of 51.6% of people living in urban areas worldwide. This is projected to rise to 67.2% by 2050.
So, my latest question is; Who lives next door?
Who lives next door???
I have no idea.
In the 70s and the 80s people used to add their title next to their name on their door tag. Across from me lives an old widow, the inscription on the tag reads Ing – for engineer and Luca which is their family name.
I live in a small building, which was renovated in late 2006. Since then my neighbours have had kids – as have we! And the prams you can see in the hall now belong to the little brothers and sisters.
A PhD researcher who is, as far as I know and from what I can tell from his doormat, specialised in amphibians.
We have a very nice view but our neighbours are very noisy especially in the summer!! :((
Buenos Aires, Argentina
The people who live next to me are amazing and I love them because every weekend my family and I eat almost for free because of their delicious BBQ! No matter how many people come to eat, there is food and beer for everyone. Next weekend we are going to welcome a brand new and bigger grill, because last weekend we had to say good bye to the old one. Everyone is welcome.
Here is my neighbour… I sometimes meet her in the corridor and we say just hello..and pass.
Since the river flooded we’ve had two new neighbours.
*Source: United Nations, Department of Economic and Social Affairs, Population Division