Using the text below, select the best summary of what the author accomplished in this section from the answer choices.

I lived at West Egg, the—well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. 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. The one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard—it was a factual imitation of some Hôtel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. It was Gatsby's mansion. Or rather, as I didn't know Mr. Gatsby it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eye-sore, but it was a small eye-sore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbor's lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires—all for eighty dollars a month.

~Chapter 1, The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The narrator was jealous of all the expensive houses around him.
The narrator was highlighting the differences in the social classes that were around him.
The narrator was attempting to illustrate the financial differences in West Egg.
The narrator was illustrating the coincidence that he lived in such a small, shabby house in comparison to the rich estates around him.