The Great Gatsby Monologue

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I live in the West egg of long island, next to a man called Jay Gatsby. No body really knows who he is. However, he is well-known of his great parties and en, at least that’s what Jordan, Miss Baker told me. This afternoon, a gentleman came by my front yard. He handed me an invite from Mr Gatsby, who had kindly asked me to come over to his party tonight. I was both astonished and flattered. You’d never imagine a millionaire inviting his poor neighbour to his party. Conversely, my instinct was warning me not to go, as if the house is haunted. However, curiosity won and I went over a while after dusk. The house was gigantic and gorgeous. Compared to Tom’s, this building is full of liveliness and a sense of joy. This place is like America without

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