When I arrived in the neighborhood in 2008, I already noticed this man living above a convenience store. It is difficult to miss him because his window overlooks the exit of the subway. He seems to do only one thing, rocks himself while reading. I don't know him a television, because I don't see the entertainment gleams it would have produced in his apartment. A radio may be gutting its information or its nonsense.
We could compare this phenomenon to those satellite debris polluting the distant strata of the Earth's atmosphere and are prevented from passing through the surface by subtle protective filters, similar to an ozone layer and which, like it, has its faults and holes.