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    Diary

    This Wealth Thing… I Don’t Get It.

    Some time ago, as I sat sipping my coffee in a Starbucks in New York City’s Greenwich Village, my ears perked up at an animated conversation at the adjacent table. A group of financial investors, fresh off a successful deal, were discussing the latest plans to make it big. My curiosity piqued, I leaned back and let their voices wash over me. “That guy has everything,” one mused, his eyes glazed with admiration. “But will he stay on top?” another retorted, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. That conversation left an imprint, embedding itself into my mind. It aroused a troubling thought, like a pebble in a shoe that…