Chance's Rule

A world of intrigue and underworld 'chess' comprises this 'fable' of wrought intelligence for the sake of fortune's materialism (and reading!).

A 'cool' underworld intelligence drama for a 'racer' weakness. Enjoy! 

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What would you do for fortune/treasure in this capitalism-race 'culture' of competitions' hand and educational ambitions for Homeland street-fantasy, what terrorists despise and consider a "Western" bias for all that's (simply) a gambler's 'stone' for word (hmm)?

That's the question that was pondered by our protagonist 'prince' of this fortune-reading tale of Homeland's capitalism-race consciousness, a youthful Ivy-grad named Amlan Satan who hoped to draw interest from a blood-diamond world of baron-investments with a cool Churchill-Downs projection racer which would/could be used to draw interest on social-media for (simply) gambler-commentary (for the Ego).

GOLDFINGER: You want me to invest in an unknown horse (Arklow)?

SATAN: This will be a media-comment about baron-gambler shares.

GOLDFINGER: What if your 'trophy' image fails the examination?
SATAN: Let's just say...we 'know' this is a 'hand-write' for readings.

GOLDFINGER: And what's the image for why you 'offer' this wage?

SATAN: Projection for pride, baron; media-buzz for materialism (sure).

GOLDFINGER: Alright.

So the prince of this underworld 'fable' persuaded to share this upstart-racer investment for media-commentary with the dangerous Goldfinger, who'd sought to turn southern States gem-traffic into a piracy 'haven' for insurance veils, stretching all the way to Sierra Leone, and (perhaps) he'd leave-behind a social-media 'handshake' doodle re-presenting our capitalism-race/fortune-world 'reading' concerning the superstition(s) behind consumerism-fancy...and humor(s).

GOLDFINGER: Your lady's a sports-media 'marketing' cheerleader/doll, eh?
SATAN: Our upstart-racer's already bought us time/interest for good rate.

GOLDFINGER: You suspect my sense(s) of curiosity about your world-activity?

SATAN: Let's remain pro-separate, Goldfinger; we're both celebs (Arklow) now.

GOLDFINGER: Cool...maybe I'll 'cheer' for your lady-bird on sports-net/Xbox.

SATAN: Alright!

Amlan Satan drew Interpol-relation super-vision/inquiry into the south-dominion of this nasty Goldfinger with his media-buzz surrounding co-folk share/interest for the rate of the upstart-champion who shocked audiences with his 'rise' to millionaire-stat. This was excellence in the chess-image of capitalism-race defense materialism and 'confidence' work in the post-9/11 era Homeland, and perhaps our protagonist 'prince' would seek some patriot-art(s) for this 'trophy' wrought from this time of 'troubles' in traffic/infrastructure riches/radishes (for the Ego).

GOLDFINGER: "Well, at least I've not lost any of my artworks (for education)!"

EZZY (Girlfriend): Arklow's hand for all your hero deed 'word' of chess, no?
SATAN: No doubt, Ezzy; indeed, this was all hand-write for 'American' games!

EZZY: You 'doubt' Goldfinger's reading for your chance-magic (at all)?

SATAN: Nah...in fact, I'm sure (certainly) he's only 'dreaming' of murder (ha).

EZZY: I suppose the 'chance' rule of American capitalism is a mood ring.

SATAN: Mostly, Ezzy (thanx).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)