Neighbours
That there is a priest living somewhere near me, I knew almost from the moment I moved. I often see him on the bus stop in the morning when waiting for bus. But today I met him in my own stairwell as I was leaving for work. I am still not sure if he lives here or just visiting. He was walking up the stairs and my neighbour - an old lady who lives alone - was just opening her own door (a rather long process, as she has three or four locks) when I left my flat.