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| There are two types of billionaires | 
There
 are two types of billionaires: (1) unhappy billionaires, who are each 
unhappy in their own way, and (2) happy billionaires, who answer 
“whatever” when their valet inquires as to today’s attire and are then 
served with a bespoke Bond Street summer costume in understated grey. 
Our man belongs to the second category. What’s special about him: he’s 
faceless. You couldn’t even say he looks like a choir boy (hedge funds),
 or Osama bin Laden (family money), or Donald Trump (family money). He 
looks like somebody who refuses to look like anything.
“Huh?” I said. 
“They’ll
 look anonymous. Totally. They could be caught on CCTV robbing a bank 
and broadcasted on cable networks and nobody would recognize their face 
on the bus or on the buffet of the Mar al Lago. They’ve had a face job. 
An expensive face job.”) 
We
 don’t always get it right, but this time we do. Mr. Bond Street 
finishes his phone conversation, makes a beeline for yours truly, and 
introduces himself as “John.” He asks whether I like art. “Real art. 
Botticelli. Da Vinci. Warhol.” He chuckles. Of course we like art...
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