Happily the windows to my little NYC apartment do not face the street. I have three windows on the back side of the building that face the middle of the block. I am directly across from windows in other apartments but happily they are at least thirty yards away. It's like living with a sibling that you never talk to.
We don't wave at one another. We look when we don't think the other person is looking. We draw our curtains to dress but witness each other in towels and pajamas. We know when the other has company, isn't at home and when they return. Yet we never see each other on the street. If we did I wonder if we'd say hello?
Who looks into your window? When they do what do you let them see?