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The way I felt when he sneered that at me…I’ll never forget it. He made me feel worthless, like I had no right to even exist because I clearly wasn’t of his social position. If he was a king, I was a cockroach. I think it was my shoes that gave me away. Rich people don’t wear clothing with designer logos because they consider it in bad taste, so lacking other more obvious status symbols like your car or house, they look at your watch, your handbag, or your shoes. None of which will bear obvious logos, either, but when you’ve been brought up to know the difference between a Patek Phillipe and a Vacheron Constantine, you can spot a person in the lowest tax bracket a mile away. Only a few minutes after that humiliating encounter, I stumbled across the Big Bad Wolf. Literally stumbled acr

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