The young man was rich and merry, but he was not happy because he lacked something: the solidarity that pacifies the anxieties of the heart.
Perhaps he could be freed from material possessions; yet he was not accustomed to the limits of scarcity, to the balance of lack, to a less showy position, devoid of the deceptive glow of fatuity and flattery.
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