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The day is neary over. In fact I can already taste Marks&Spensers' cold scotch & ginger, which I am going to consume during my 1.5 hour train journey, while dwelling upon the biggest ambitions of mine. To become one of them... yes one of those most hated FT carrying wankers, who are said to be at the top of the worlds economic ladder. It is also said it's impossible to remain a descent person whilst being part of this dark family. Well, I shall try. The thought of stepping into this VIP world has poisoned my mind, it drives me... it feeds my brain, it fills my veines...