My house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season.
West Egg, where Nick is living, is where nouveau riche people live. Nick is involved in upper class activities, but he only has a small home because he’s not rich enough for any of the palaces nearby. His place at the very tip of the egg between two huge houses is mostly ignored and seemingly unimportant compared to the mansions on either side. It’s almost as though his house is “squeezed” into a world where it does not belong.
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