“We’ve started having problems in this area that we never used to have before,” a local resident says. “It’s all those people who come from out of town and spoil things for us here. Crime, dirt – all kinds of problems, and all because of people from out of town.”
“What, like us?” I ask, shocked at uncharacteristic rudeness.
“No, no, of course not!” my interlocutor looks appalled. “You and N are wonderful people. I mean folks from out of town.”
“We are out of town,” I say. “Hell, we are from out of the continent.”
“No, no,” the local is getting frustrated. “I mean, you know, those people, FROM OUT OF TOWN, you know?”
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