Dinner in one of Seattle's finest restaurants, traveling there by limousine. Having foolishly always limited my lifestyle to my income, I have no clear idea as to what one of Seattle's finest restaurants might be. It is, I think, someone who wishes to give me money. I tip him lavishly. He goes away.
Any city looks different when viewed through the windows of a luxury hotel.
Now Seattle looks as exotic as London or Rome and shimmers with the promise of high adventure and fabulous wealth always offered up by the mythical Emerald City. I raise my glass and toast my new hero, my mentor, my guide to full employment, Sir Alexander Korda. WFP Collective, Inc.