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The number of keys a person carries works as a physical index of how defended their life has become. Each gate, grille, padlock, and alarm adds a key, so the bunch in your pocket maps the layers of barrier between you and the city. Reading someone's keys shows their relationship to threat more honestly than their stated attitudes.
Fortification spreads through imitation. When one household raises its wall or adds razor wire, the neighbours' walls now look like the weakest point, so they raise theirs, and the whole street ratchets upward. The result is a street of blind walls with no eyes on it, which removes the casual watching and neighbourly contact that made it safer.
A city too divided and changeable for one continuous narrative can be rendered as numbered, self-contained fragments. Suggested itineraries then let readers take different paths through them, much as a walker chooses routes through streets. The form admits that no single line of story can hold the place, and leaves the reader to assemble the connections.
Walking habitually through one's own neighbourhood in a car-dependent, fearful city is a method of knowing it. At pedestrian speed you notice the small signs of shifting social order: a new gate, a vanished shop, a changed face at a corner, a missing plaque. The walker registers slow urban transformation that the enclosed driver or resident never sees.
Ivan Vladislavić writes about his own house in the eastern Johannesburg suburbs of Kensington and Troyeville in the years after apartheid ended. He records the break-ins at his home and his neighbours' homes, and how he and his partner Minky responded by adding locks, gates and alarms, along with the small encounters with neighbours, beggars, car guards and passers-by in the streets around them. His own household's slide into fortification is the ground-level case the book's picture of the city rests on.