I don't lie. Lying is for cowards.
if you go to railway station of small towns you would see that there are few benches, maybe 3-4 trains in day and people come well in advance of the train time most often with a lot of relatives who have come to drop them off. They will sit their talking, eating and enjoying the non-arrival of train.
contrast that with big city stations we as individual rush to the station few seconds before the train arrives, and track each second the train is late, impatient and worried.
fast forward few more years, and both the city dweller who was rushing most his life and the villager who lived through it both are old. One might be rich with money, and another would be rich with his good stories that he would be telling his grand kids. What do you chose?