Thursday 12 November 2009 11.55am
I was poaching a couple of eggs for breakfast this morning and idly watching people pass along the street. People on their mobiles talking so loud that they could be clearly heard from across the street and from the 4th floor. Then a woman came along and stepped into a doorway where she took an inhaler from her bag, took a couple of puffs, caught her breath and walked on. I have no idea where she came from or where she was going. Amazing in a city of millions how we go about our business in a world of our own.
Then browsing the nytimes I find this article on the front page. Maybe I only noticed it because of the inhaling woman?
Window Watchers in a City of Strangers NY Times article
For many city dwellers, a window can offer a comforting glimpse into the lives of strangers.
Moreover, in an age of reality TV, watching the neighbors can seem just like watching television.
In some cases, it's almost exactly the same thing.
Am I being observed from the lofty heights of Empire Square or other tower blocks as I sprawl in my living room.
Is city life becoming like an Edward Hopper painting