If you haven't been there yet book your ticket for the next asap your calendar willl offer because the 20s are fucken happening. Get there during the first third if you can coz our forthright narrator Mr Nick is still a teetotaller and therefore in no way can be trusted to offer us the truly decadent view of Mr Gatsby's parties that we generally deserve.

if you stay you will get candid deconstructions of not only the riches of a society gone low interest rate riot but the self pity of one who was born to only trade in words, and that, as another nick once inferred, is reward in itself.