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... memories, soaked in happiness, drenched in pleasure, was something else entirely.
If you couldn’t taste the marvels of civilization, couldn’t breathe in its luxury, couldn’t feel its weight on your tongue and spine, then that was a life not worth a damn.
If you were poor, fine, but climb out.
Get rich.
Rich enough to light cigars with your own laziness. Rich enough to sleep in silk and wake up in the arms of someone soft and moaning.
That was it. That was ...
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