From an early age, I trusted money, and nothing else.
I didn't try to make people love me, didn't paint myself as some sort of saint worthy of adoration. I had businesses, and to work in them I paid people. I paid them well, and they did as I asked.
Money gave me a roof over my head, food in my belly, and a series of women in my bed, before I settled on one who would tolerate the required arrangement.
And in the end, money didn't betray me. The 'tolerate' woman's lust for money is what did me in.
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