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Post by oliver logan on Jun 11, 2008 17:38:11 GMT -5
finally, kasey's got an rpg. :D
[/size] Manhattan is where the country's upper crust dwells. It's the only place you can have your cake and purge it too. If you thought that there were people in this world that actually care who you are, Manhattan will change your mind.
In the Upper East Side, you're a nobody unless you've got a family fortune under you and a set of stunning cheekbones. If not, there's always plastic surgery.
The “upper class” population has branched off into six different cliques that are crucial to the social order. Cemented to the top of the food chain are inevitably the Elite, a clique where exclusiveness is key. Only a select number of people have earned their title and only an even more select number have been handed theirs. The rest either live their lives underneath the Elite thumb or spend theirs desperately trying to rebel against it.
The mutinous cliques are the least of your worries, though. The only thing you need to be thinking about is if you should wear the Valentino dress with the Armani perfume or the Dior perfume. Here, the only thing about you that should be fat is your ego. Feed it well and you might just score yourself a Manhattan legend for a Debutante escort.
Bet vomiting your lunch in Hollywood is looking pretty good right now.
Well, we’re just like Hollywood, but laced in sick.
Who am I? Well, that's for me to know and NYC to never find out.
kisses,[/font] gossip girl[/size] [/center][/color]
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