I came to Lisbon with the mobility of a London expat, but not with a face people associate with that world. Sometimes I feel suspended between the Lisbon of remote workers and the Lisbon of Uber drivers, Glovo riders, and service staff working behind the scenes…people whose presence is relied upon, yet rarely welcomed with the same ease
Close enough to see both, and sometimes to be misread by both, but not quite belonging to either.
Even within the outsider class, there are hierarchies.