I have only two people one could, without any doubt, call friends. One comes from a family wealthy enough they could instantly pay off someone’s mortgage if they wanted to. The other comes from a family that straddles the poverty line but which is respected enough they could probably change if they wanted to. And I come from a community so small and so isolated economy as a thing just doesn’t exist (but I do happen to be rich in rai stones, not that this helps me).

We don’t tend to think about wealth unless it comes up or if the first friend’s father is doing something special, in fact they’re usually pre-occupied with one of the very few things they have in common.