I haven't yet found a way to explain the sensation one gets living in St. John's that I describe as everyone living in each other's lap. You're just... closer than you'd like, really, with everyone.
An acquaintance from Colombia who lives in a rowhouse near the university just posted a status on Facebook complaining about the attached houses because the sound of her next-door neighbour's mobile vibrating but not getting answered is slowly driving her mad.
That works, I guess.