Home, home for me seems to change quite a lot but it always amounts to the same stuff. Being as this is where I live I never really take notice of the buzzer on the way in. Looks like it’s definitely seen better days, but it has a kind of charm of its own.
Also, I live in the same building as a Bieber. I’m sure he or she has astonishing hair.
On that note though, the names on this buzzer alone suggest people either from all over the world, or with heritage from far flung places. I’d suggest it’s just another one of those country-boy-in-a-foreign-city things, but the entirely enveloping cosmopolitan atmosphere of a capital city always seems to get to me, it’s great, and it’s just one building.