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I’ve often wondered how, with billions of dollars, do you know someone actually loves you and not your money? Complicated!
I've got a particularly strong view on this, because I've got a brother who tried to get wildly rich in some seriously unethical ways to impress our father, and still never got a single word of praise from him. And who's miserable and unloved and been betrayed by the women he married... who married him for his money. He's so desperate for someone to come admire his cars and his TVs, to just come hang out with him. He…
This man understands why I do what I do. Nobody passed the test so far though. Previous classmates of mine just heckled me and ran and hid when I saw them.