If we all lived in the same town, we could just run out of the door in a panic, out of breath, heart pounding.
The people on the street would think "oh, they´re having a panic attack, give them some space, it´s going to be allright" (either that or they get a panic too, and the people left would be there to help them).
If we all lived in the same town I could go outside and do my slow-awareness routine, where I stand still, look at the texture of things, breathe, touch things, in order to get grounded. No one would think "what a weirdo, must be doing drugs" (or something like that)