You had occasion to visit a huge on paradise Island, I don't know what that means. I don't know what you mean about drugs either.
I'm guessing the bottom line is I have ever seen the way the rich people live up close and in person.
When I used to go cycling I used to go through the worst places in the city, like the English Manchester versions of the ghetto (Moss side, Salford, Rushholme, and the red light district behind picadilly gardens.)
I once got lost, I think I must have ended up in Hale or Bowden because I saw mansions like I'd never seen before that looked like something from a medieval computer game/ Alice in Wonderland. Some of them were modern looking with huge garages with see through walls in parts.
I would have tried to knock on their door and ask them for financial advice but I'm sure they'd release the hounds before I got that far.
I've probably seen more expensive public property in London, but none that looked as nice that I can remember. And these are houses that aren't too far from me that I just stumbled accross.
I'm not from a very nice area anyway so It doesn't take much to be out of my socioeconomic depth.
Just seeing a nice suburb in a nice overall region makes me wonder what it would have been like to have been born in a nice place. Obviously I think about if I had been born in a worse place too though.
I'm guessing the bottom line is I have ever seen the way the rich people live up close and in person.
When I used to go cycling I used to go through the worst places in the city, like the English Manchester versions of the ghetto (Moss side, Salford, Rushholme, and the red light district behind picadilly gardens.)
I once got lost, I think I must have ended up in Hale or Bowden because I saw mansions like I'd never seen before that looked like something from a medieval computer game/ Alice in Wonderland. Some of them were modern looking with huge garages with see through walls in parts.
I would have tried to knock on their door and ask them for financial advice but I'm sure they'd release the hounds before I got that far.
I've probably seen more expensive public property in London, but none that looked as nice that I can remember. And these are houses that aren't too far from me that I just stumbled accross.
I'm not from a very nice area anyway so It doesn't take much to be out of my socioeconomic depth.
Just seeing a nice suburb in a nice overall region makes me wonder what it would have been like to have been born in a nice place. Obviously I think about if I had been born in a worse place too though.
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.
