I arrived in the urban behemoth of Buenos Aires in January, after long stints in relative suburbia, and was thrilled to have 2-story windows in my studio loft, as well as a small balcony overlooking the interior of my city block. People making breakfast, reading, and one man tending to his laundry. Well, I figured, I guess he was just popping outside in his undies to grab a shirt off the drying rack. It was a surprising relief to find myself in a city again, back in proximity to so many people and lives, bodies and energies. And let me just say right off the bat, I most certainly do not enjoy the view.
Journey. Age: 26.
But I already miss the scenes of people, of real, human lives.
Lillian. Age: 27.
Your neighbours have probably seen you naked, study says
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