To live somewhere means getting used to one’s home and its surroundings, to the people who live there, to rhythms, rules and atmospheres. When we move to another place, everything is unfamiliar at first. We have to settle in again and reorient ourselves. This can be exciting but also exhausting. Only when we have settled in, when new routines have established rhythms of “mindless” performance, our mind is free for other things (work, for example, or hobbies). Once I have settled in successfully, I refer to the flat I inhabit as my apartment, the street where I live as my street, and the corner shop in the neighbourhood as my Späti – all located in what I call my city after some time. To use this possessive pronoun, I do not need any deeds or titles of ownership, because I am more than a mere user of my apartment, my street, and my city. As a resident, I am involved in diverse relationships based on reciprocity: I depend on my city and its infrastructure functioning reasonably well, and my city depends on me adhering to its rules and laws.