In either of the two present best-case scenarios, namely, Humble Quarters near some source of books deep in the Midwest, or itinerant Humble Quarters in southern Europe, the only possible model is W. Camp bed, table, chair, kitchen, WC. Absolute discipline.
W was technically an enemy alien during the WW2, I think, though I'm not sure how UK law would have described it, given his faith (contra: his WW1 military service). He never visited Oxford for the duration of the conflict.
I sometimes have a similar sense. Although why a third-generation American who happens to be perceptibly of Slavic extraction should have the sense of being an enemy alien is anyone's guess, and probably requires thinking about world-historical forces and such. Too much for a morning. I've done the work, and made it generally available. The event determines the rest.
W is a decent model, I suppose. But it's wrong to utter things gnomically and gnostically, although disciples do gather. (W's included some prominent RC minds.)
It is important to stand apart (the distinction between standing apart and being standoffish) from the culture, and free yourself from the necessity of fully explaining yourself to some self-posited neutral center of shared thought each time you venture an idea. So the gnomic and the gnostic ends up happening anyway.
I'm not sure how Cioran and Brancusi managed to get to Paris and live and work there. B apparently walked from Transylvania. Certainly more impossible now, when rooms aren't let without online background checks, and you need at least a half-dozen connections to find employment. Computerization and "social media(tion)" has brought on an integration of society, which is to say, deepened the exclusion of those who stand apart.
But Vladmir and Estragon still have a carrot or two hidden in the jacket against a rainy day.
All that can be had. Enough for the nonce.