There was a time when I often went to the Nieuw Pijp. Walking in that neighborhood has a very particular feeling. Sidewalks area very broad, pavements are very narrow to limit car traffic. There are no gardens or greenery to separate residential houses from public space; the doors of the houses open directly onto the sidewalk. In this quiet neighborhood, sidewalks “officially” are a public space, but psychologically, they feel like residents’ private spaces. The psychological border between private and public space is blurred. I tried to carry this setup to the extreme, and in the process look at where various borders lie and imagine what happens when the borders are broken.