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... extreme wealth is different from the silence of poverty.
In my old campus apartment, the silence was always broken by the rattling of the cheap radiator, the sirens wailing down on 4th Street, or the heavy footsteps of the guy living above me. It was a noisy, intrusive kind of quiet that constantly reminded you of exactly where you were in the world.
The silence in the penthouse suite of the Four Seasons was absolute. It was a vacuum, engineered by acoustic glass and thick, soun ...
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