[Ah. It's funny how, laid out like this, the social structure of the resort becomes as familiar as home — because, in a sense, it is. The slums below, the plates above. The privilege of even getting to see the natural sun, or if your daylight is decided by industrial lamps. Being no one and nothing sounds like hell in the making, even with the promise of the benefits of anonymity — but then, maybe his personal opinion is just biased, on account of having absolutely no idea what it's like not to be noticed everywhere he goes.]
Put that way, I gather you see some value in the anonymity.
[Or maybe just value in presenting a balanced and reasonable take on things, but still.]
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Put that way, I gather you see some value in the anonymity.
[Or maybe just value in presenting a balanced and reasonable take on things, but still.]
Is that what you prefer?