Idk if this is what did but at hindsight maybe it did. I come from a middle class sort of background where survival was not an issue although dad was a fascist with a penchant for making money after he retired from military. I’m not sure at what point he decided to to become a money lender but around the time he did, we got invited to a rich uncle’s home for dinner. When we got there, at their palatial Spanish home, where turntable music was playing and the very sound of soft jazz and the smell of plush interiors white sofas and cushions I thought that was a different planet. His beautiful rich looking family made me wanting to crawl into a hole but the feeling remained. They reeked class. I knew my world was different and I wanted to be like them. Phew, life is so frigging complicated. submitted by /u/Individual_Mix_4234
Originally posted by u/Individual_Mix_4234 on r/AskMen
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