Gentlemen, let us smoke cigars and drink fine wine in a jaccuzzi atop a Mediterranean villa, to remind ourselves that we were born with nothing and shall die, nothing - nothing but a memory within the minds of those with whom we shared company; in the home, in the church, at dinner, in the park. What more can we hope for?
An Italian villa, a Lamborghini and a vineyard by a beach?
Let us share our dreams and our thoughts and one day die, as nothing - but knowing, and find meaning in the fact that we meant more to each other than things.
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