The incident stuck in my mind. How could you live so blind to your surroundings? How could you not think of ‘where I live’ as including at least some of the space outside your four walls, some of the bits you couldn’t lock up behind you? I felt this was something particular to New York: I called it “The Small Here”. I realised that, like most Europeans, I was used to living in a bigger Here.
In the Philippines we have extremely clean houses, but we have dirty communities. People just seem to view thier’s as as small place as possible. Hope we find the community feeling.