Windy City Red Being

A Chicago-prince may find a stranger magic in a 'woman-in-red' (Ezzy) who'd awaken him to a reality of treasure echelon.

A post-Valentine's adaptation of The Woman in Red (Gene Wilder). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images with no commercial/legal ties to Chicago or any representative person(s)/body. 

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Prince Satan lived off his inherited fortunes in the Windy-City (United States) and collected baseball cards and old movies and made treasure-fortune comics-tales online but waited (secretly) for something more magical to happen, which is what happened when he gained a secret-admirer fan of his newest blood-diamond theft-infiltration comics-stories of old Chicago (wow).

PRINCE AMLAN SATAN: This Topps-Olympics baseball-card will make me a celebrity in the cyber-storytelling world of treasure-ideations of fortune's special 'dominion' in the United States (Chicago!) of sports-fanfare and intelligence creation (yes).

How/why would such a world-absorbed idealist-prince think even that his comics-tales, about blood-diamond lore for example, would draw in a cyber-fan/reader in the social-media world and create a new 'sense' for him regarding why capitalism-treasure optimism would create interest in another Chicago resident, a female Asian-Indian woman and jeweler's daughter ('Ezzy') who found social-media networks 'filled' with personality-charms?

EZZY: You've a 'vintage' Trinitron-television set on which you watch classics, eh?
PRINCE AMLAN: Yeah...Bonnie and Clyde; The French Connection; Wait Until Dark (you name it).

EZZY: Cool.

Ezzy was perfect. A lady-in-red, who happened to be a lover of red Indian saree color fashions from Asia, and who charmed our protagonist-prince (Amlan Satan) who discovered a human 'personality' behind his capitalism-treasure arts/lore world of social-media exuberance and private fortune comforts in the Windy-City of the proverbial Bulls-Bears market(s).

EZZY: If I'm you're Chicago 'woman-in-red' (now), you must make a tale of me.

PRINCE AMLAN: Perhaps a story about a banker who finds magic with a new customer...one in a gorgeous red saree (wow).

EZZY: Good.

What Ezzy fell in love with in the end was not Amlan's cards or classics/movies or his princely-inherited fortune(s), but it was in fact, his 'uncanny' sense of culinary-arts and world-fare representative dish selection/connoisseur-taste! Yes, folks, the Windy-City 'woman-in-red' fell in love with the Prince's sense of dish; and he started forgetting about his dreadful divorce...to a morally hideous princess he married through arranged channels with his royal parents from Algeria (ha).

Prince Amlan Satan was now enamored in his new life of newfound 'fortune' in the challenging Windy-City (United States), that he prepared for a 'cool' Halloweentime with his new 'woman-in-red' (Ezzy) and costumed himself as an old-world pirate named Scruffy (wow).

EZZY: What's with Treasure Island, my prince darling?

AMLAN: It's my secret love --- a fascination with 'real' pirate-lore, Ezzy.

EZZY: What's this to do with me, Amlan Satan?
AMLAN: Everything...it's a nod to capitalism's face of magic (maybe).

EZZY: Oh, I see...is this a marriage proposition (then)?

AMLAN: It certainly is...Chicago's the island (for a 'treasure' experiment).

EZZY: Oh, alright.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)