The man sits in his large study. The expensive furnishings and valuable art on his walls make him feel like he has achieved something with his life, even if he has nobody to share it with.
He sits in a leather chair that cost almost half an average person's annual salary and takes a sip of brandy that cost as much for one bottle as most people would pay for ten.
He looks over the fields where it is snowing, content that he has his huge open fire to warm him.
A single tear rolls down his cheek.
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