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I do. Recently, I went on a trip to Florida to visit my grandma, and along the way, I got to have breakfast with my uncle. This wasn't just an ordinary breakfast, it was breakfast at the Ritz Carlton. That's one shnazzy joint. Right as you pull up the valet takes your car. When you walk in, they play all sorts of classical music and have the finest of everything you could imagine. Marble floors, and gold are everywhere in this joint. For breakfast I had French Toast that was probably the best that I've ever eaten. And the waitress we had waited on us hand and foot. Here's a picture of what the dining hall looks like. All I have to say is that rich people are lucky sons-of--blam!-es.
[Edited on 10/13/2004 9:51:11 PM]