The richest neighborhood

The richest neighborhood is also the poorest part of town. They rent out the basements, lease the catacombs. You can live underground, while above you the endless cocktail party buzzes. Talk and laughter, drifting notes of piano. They’ll invite you upstairs, though we wouldn’t recommend going. Nobody who went up has ever come back down. We’d like to think they’re just having a great time. We don’t really believe that. The party is endless. The party must sustain itself. We know they buy liquor with the rent we pay. The canapes? They have to come from somewhere too.