Sitting in an elaborate chaise, the slit in my jewelled floor length dress exposing a smooth, tanned and well moisturised leg strapped into silk Jimmy choos, everyone is saying how fabulous I look tonight and as they do so, the weight of my bracelet clinks against my cocktail glass as I thrust my subtle 2 tone highlights back in pure ecstatic laughter at just how wonderful life is.

Gosh isn’t life just marvellous, poverty has never tasted so exquisite.

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