They always say “great minds think alike”, and I think we’d both count as great men, but he and I have never thought alike. Never. He looked upon me as a youth drenched in the black mists of profit and gold coins, and I saw him as one lost in the stars and the moon. While I pondered over profitable red lines, he cried and laughed with small volumes that he read like how the fire burns the flesh. Such an extraordinary youth he was.

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