I'm standing in front of my building for this installment of Common Complacence, to show you where I reside with my family and a few friends. I like to think of them as 'my own'. They are the only people I care about. Why should I give a damn about some stranger? If I don't know him, he's on his own. Frankly, if we all looked out for our own, no one would need any help. Well, I think I made my point. (Searching his pockets for his keys) Now where did those keys go? Did I leave them in the car? (A woman passes him on her way into the building.) Excuse me, miss? Can you let me in? I've lost my keys.
Woman: (Slipping inside and slamming the door in his face) I don't know you!
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