Pitying strangers is an odd approach to life. Some people like cities and apartments. Others don’t. Okay.

Oh, I don't know about that. I mean, actually caring about other people in such a general sense suggests a sort of strong / true character in a person.

OTOH, commenting about your 'pity' in sardonic language, dripping with so much disdain and so many loaded words / phrases that what should be SUBTEXT is all anyone 'hears' - clearly indicating that all you're doing is signaling a preference and not anything like, say, empathy - well, that's about the opposite.

I prefer apartment life.

Never having to mow a lawn. :)

Or patch a roof, or shovel a drive, or paint the (outside of the) house, …

Never having a lawn. :(

They're good, right up until you get sick of mowing the damn things.

It's called a park.

Which is more environmental and actually useful unlike that fuzz you have to keep wasting energy on or get fined for letting nature grow in your own home.

Beautiful, isn't it? I bet you don't even visit once a month. I bet you think it's boring when you're there. Probably busy, too.

I have it every time I step outside. Fresh air, birds singing, flowers and bees. Last week I held a tiny bird in my hands as we walked among the gardens and trees, until it regathered its strength and flew off.

I suppose I must be missing the appeal of living in a box above a kebab shop with a roommate who barely speaks English.

I have a fantasy where I live above a kebab shop and come to an arrangement where I lower a box containing money on a piece of string, he puts a pre-agreed kebab and chips in the box and gives the string two tugs.

People's needs and wishes are different. See, I had the exact same thing as you. I chose a nice and comfy flat for me and my family.

Mowing a lawn is fun, light exercise :) it’s very meditative, especially with some good ear protection and an emission free, electric mower. Beats sitting around on a couch in an apartment.