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Batman V. Superman opened this week, but that epic face-off is nothing compared with the eternal question of city v. country.

(Related: Open Thread: Are You a City Mouse or a Country Mouse?)

Personally, I’m a city mouse. I like being walking distance to bars, coffee, movie theaters, and random shops where I can spend money in an ill-advised and unnecessary fashion. (Why did I just buy four porcelain egg cups?) And I like the feeling of living in a place where everyone around me is busy and has someplace to be. It makes me feel like I should be hustling more, and it appeals to my introvert nature: There are lots of people, but they all have their own stuff going on and none of them are particularly eager to delay their plans and mine by chatting.

Sure, trees are nice, and cities are short on trees. But personally I rarely feel like I need more than a few trees, or like I need to see a whole lot of grass for more than like half an hour every month or so. That can usually be accomplished at some park or garden for an afternoon.

As fellow city-mouse Heather C writes: “You can even find spots like the country in the city.”

The country has its benefits, too, though. Real estate is super cheap, so you can live in a palace. Seriously, you can literally buy a 17th century castle with an estate in rural France for the price of a two-bedroom apartment in Paris. For the price of a studio in New York, you can live in a sprawling horse farm in Indiana, and that means you’ll be out far away from neighbors and noise and you can see the stars any time you want, and you don’t ever have to see another human being if you don’t want to.

“Country mouse,” says StarNerd. “I like space and quiet and dislike neighbours. Win/win”

If you like peace and quiet and personal space, the country is probably the option for you. You probably can’t get a sushi delivery, but you probably have a pretty sweet kitchen. And as a city person, I have never seen anything like this:


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I mean, I’m pretty convinced that nature wants to kill me, or at least make me very itchy all the time. But nature’s pretty cute, too.