"I rang, I wrote, I implored. But not a single one of the sparkling hundreds, that enjoyed his hospitality, attended the funeral."
The reality has been spoken in few words. People respects you, they care for you as long as they gain something from you.
A masterpiece.
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"I rang, I wrote, I implored. But not a single one of the sparkling hundreds, that enjoyed his hospitality, attended the funeral."
The reality has been spoken in few words. People respects you, they care for you as long as they gain something from you.
A masterpiece.