One thing I learned this fall is that lawyers kind of deserve their reputation as overcompensated societal parasites. I have lived in Little Rock for twelve years, but I had to enroll in law school to get a glimpse of the insides of the chichi Little Rock Club, the Little Rock Country Club, and the Arkansas Governor's Mansion. I visited all three last semester, and each had more old-money elegance than the last. I don't know what I'll do when I lose my privileged student status and am expected to
pay to attend all these luncheons and galas. Now that I've seen the good life, can I go back to being a regular
schmoe?
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