Miss Janus [USA]

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated 'deed' of a pirate-storyteller whose 'account' of a Reno-city dreamer brings an image of modern American value (or direction!).

A spell about American dreamers, inspired by the grit-realism of Hard Eight (Gwyneth Paltrow). Happy New Year's, WritersCafe (signing off me thinks),

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The wealthy evil Gatsby had invested much fortune including diamond treasures into the little-city of casino-resort 'fantasy' Reno (Nevada, USA) and came-across a lovely floor-waitress named Janus who wanted to escape the life of a working-girl with a special offer of a baseball-card treasure, an original-piece signed by a star American, to gift to a wealthy Reno casino-patron in exchange for a 'big-break' into a more upward mobility profession somewhere in the fantastic USA she'd envisioned in some American fortune-romance film (ha).

GATSBY: You wish to entreat my romance-face with this Olympics (USA) Topps card (star-signed) for my spirit of sports, eh?
MISS JANUS: Oh yeah...you've the look of an American tycoon with a special 'taste' for something magical for Reno (right?)!

GATSBY: Alright...you 'persuade' my rival who's in town (Jarvis) that this 'gift-exchange' if social-media publicity, huh?

MISS JANUS: That's the strike-deal we're casting here in neon Reno this season then, Gatsby?

GATSBY: Hey, it's the city of little miracle(s), no?

MISS JANUS: Alright.

The reason I'm relating this tale to you now as the narrator concerning the dream-eye(s) of 'Miss Janus' (USA) in the challenging 'little-city' of Reno (Nevada) is because I had to rescue her (myself) from imminent doom/darkness, as she'd 'simply' been a wandering pure proverbial all-American smalltown-values working-girl who'd trenched the broad-lines of pure spiritual dangers by entreating this 'dare' command by the evil Gatsby in Reno and thereby casting herself potentially as a 'crime-stat' in the otherwise entertainment-storied city (hmm).

JARVIS: So, you offered this 'cool' Olympics (Topps) American baseball-gem to the great Gatsby for social-media street-gossip.

MISS JANUS: That's right, Jarvis, and he wanted you to know that and check the cyber-comments about it in Reno (now)!

JARVIS: Alright...but if I fail to 'feel' impressed by all this 'F. Scott Fitzgerald' nonsense, I'm going to refuse Gatsby-magic.

MISS JANUS; Alright.

Jarvis had no intent to praise or toast Gatsby-magic concerning Miss Janus' optimistic 'Crusade' to offer social-media street-gossip for this Olympics baseball-card gift for Reno and therefore stumbled across my path in Reno while I was visiting one specific area, a religious site, and making a social-media blog about pluralism in the neon-city. My name's Amlan Satan, and I happened to be a cyber-president of the New-Porcellian (cyber-chess society of Reno) and networked with other 'chess fellows' for modern cyber-diplomacy intelligentsia.

ME: Why don't you consider working for me (part-time) in the new divinity-program (Reno-U) under my office?

JANUS: Alright.

ME: Forget this 'strike-magic' with Gatsby/Jarvis and tell them (instead) you found a student with investor-money.

JANUS: For the Olympics-baseball card (Topps)?
ME: Yeah...tell them...there's a new Porcellian cyber-presentation concerning sports-treasure/market Ego-dialogue (ethics).

JANUS: Alright.

ME: Gatsby will let you be pardoned from the 'Jarvis' examination(s).

JANUS: Cool; I'll do it, Mr. Satan.

ME: Fantastic, Miss Janus; Reno's special, as you know.

Now, Janus works for me (Reno-U) and parts my new cyber-program about youth-education in the Nevada area concerning the capitalism psycho-sociology of the iconic McDonald's Monopoly prize-money 'capitalism-game' (USA) in the post-9/11 era, and she'd otherwise have become some kind of strange social-media 'faerie-girl' for Gatsby's private rivalry (or grudge!) with the equally-disturbed Jarvis of Reno (ha).

JANUS: Irony is I used to play Monopoly (games) with my little brother in Las Vegas.

Miss Janus had become a Reno success-story and incidentally a born-again Christian after bypassing some media-movie fantasy with Gatsby-magic and instead opting for a continued working-girl life but tied more (now) to 'academic' distinction or duty/devotion and I always wondered what would've been her fate had she not come across my 'table' at Reno that glorious season in the USA (wow).

JOURNAL: The cross-section(s) of religion and capitalism offer stranger-tales of 'real' escape from claustrophobia (faith).

I then got Janus a special organization feature-liaison position with the Las Vegas Raiders (pro-football spirits) where she'd become part of the cyber-chess club there linked to a local academy-school devoted to pluralism investments for United States sports-media/market storyboards (hmm).

JANUS: I feel like Melanie Griffith or something.

ME: Cool!

I became something of a 'pirate-investor' and education-divinity dominion 'hero' to Miss Janus (USA) thanks to some decision-making variability and eventual 'cyber-chess society' distinction for her elevation from claustrophobic condition(s) in Reno (USA) and thereby would (eventually) be able to cast myself (on modern social-media in the post-9/11 age!) as a 'cool' Raider-fellow of Western-world 'human race' Ego (wow).

JOURNAL: Reno isn't social-media escapism but merely continuity in capitalism-state psychology/metrics (and citizenry).