In the 1980s and early '90s, I lived in Atlanta, Georgia, whose bustling economy is built not on agriculture or industry but on its convenience as a distribution centre. It's a deal-making, marketing-and-promotions kind of town, a place that nurtures an avaricious business mentality lurking beneath a veneer of Southern civility. Atlanta boasts a disproportionate percentage of recently wealthy people, all of them keenly aware of the social symbolism inherent in everything from desirable addresses and automobiles to designer handbags and wristwatches.
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