– Hi, I’ve just moved in, across the way. Yes, that’s right. I –
– Oh, of course, I can see you’re in the middle of – I just wanted –
– Yes, that’s right, the one with the square-ish balcony. It’s lovely out there – a good view; that’s important I’ve always thought, gives you a sense of space, stops you getting too inward-looking.
– Oh, do you think so? I rather like it. Though I have to say these arched windows of yours are quite special.
– Crowded? I don’t know, you should have seen where we used to live. My mother used to call it cosy. Ha! No, there’s plenty of room here; and it’s nice, don’t you think, to be close to your neighbours?
– Planning permission? They scrapped that idea years ago didn’t they? Don’t you remember the bill – Spontaneous Cities?
– Oh, you did? I see. I remember there was some opposition, yes.
– Well, it’s good to meet you. I’ve always made a point of getting to know my neighbours. You must feel free to knock – any time, if there’s anything you need.
– Or a chat?
– Up to you, of course. I’ll be seeing you around.
Spontaneous City in the Tree of Heaven
July 20, 2010 by Sarah Butler
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