I wasn’t surprised to see Jay Gatsby working at the corner store; it was all anyone was talking about, and we were all struggling to make ends meet. Still, something about him seemed better than the rest of us; I could sense it even as he bagged my groceries.
Back at home, I typed his name into the property assessor’s website.
There he was–on my block! I clicked on the property map and saw the pool in the backyard. Maybe if he invited me to one of his infamous parties, I would warn him.
—With thanks to 'The Great Gatsby' by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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