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Dear Mr. Brisbane


You're exasperating, Mr. Brisbane! You wear a pointy hat and new shoes and an overcoat with socks, but you forget, sir, that you do not wear a moneyhat or a moneyshoe or a moneycoat or moneysocks. You are not made of money, Mr. Brisbane! When will you learn that the people you block with your 'moneyhat' and the people you step on with your 'moneyshoe' and the people you deny with your big 'moneycoat' and the barefooted people who look at your 'moneysocks' will one day ruin all that you have built, and take your money away from you?
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