Chicago's Brush

A cop-musketeer tale of Windy-City 'gem-lore' surrounding street media, insurance-heat, blood-diamond hellmouth(s), and a romance 'sideshow' (for materialism).

A fanfiction of the excellent/epic crime-police film Heat (Michael Mann). Hope you like, 

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AMLAN SATAN: This blood-diamond raid from the bank-box will serve as 'insurance' eco-statement for treasure-securities for mining/smugglers journals to enhance corruption-talk, offer me (Interpol-relation?) commission, and create a flight for a Brussels-sprout, despite my inherent love if this fabled city of Bulls-Bears markets (wow).

Satan, a graduate of the Ivy-League, had become a pronounced cyber-writer of Adam Smith themed capitalism-race works/ideations of fortune-readings in the mod-Homeland (Windy-City) and concocted this 'Robin-Hood' deed for treasure-securities/confidence tied with a 'rumored' underground blood-diamond baron (Ion company) to create a special traffic-superstitions 'vignette' for social-media commentary, perhaps for himself...and for his wearied sense of Utopian (capitalist) materialism (hmm).

AMLAN SATAN: The only thing that shall prove to be a challenge in this construed 'examination' for treasure-insurance 'commentary' in Windy-City streets (for social media) is some rookie-detective, for Chicago-police's magic (hmm).

That rookie-detective, a real Windy-City individual of magical heroics, was Ajay Shaw, a graduate of West-Point who was married to a restaurateur in Chicago and hoped to cheer his wife's special love of bleu-cheese plates for a social-media presentation of hospitality safety in this city of consumerism, but he didn't anticipate this Satan-deed for streets-of-gossip (wow).

WAITRESS: You got me a brush as a special (secret) present?

SATAN: Chicago's all fear and dread, and it needs more brush!

WAITRESS: You're certainly the 'dashing' romantic, sir.

SATAN: I need your assistance (for something).

WAITRESS: What's that?
SATAN: I need you to pose as my bank hostage/customer (no trouble).

WAITRESS: Is this some kind of (joke) Facebook-proposition, man?

It wasn't a joke. Amlan had been eyeing this pretty Windy-City waitress (Ezzy) for some time and decided to use her as his 'accomplice' and gift her some of his lifted gems (Ion company) and a Civil-War chess-set for her secrecy/assistance in taking-down a major blood-diamond smugglers-operation for commentary/insurance activity (for consumerism).

BANK MANAGER: Ion-boxes are in the vault and require guardsman-escort for photo.

SATAN: This customer, a friend of Ion will accompany us; I'm in street-theater costume (already!).

BANK MANAGER: Alright; if it's for Facebook (etc.).

When the lone guardsman escorted Ezzy/Satan to the Windy-City bank-box area, Amlan revealed his street-theater performance toy water-gun was filled with acid and that Ezzy was a hostage, not a 'real' customer and demanded the guard be tied-up while Ezzy 'breathed' on the security-camera(s). Amlan sneaked out the bathroom with $20M worth of Ion-company 'blood-diamonds' from Sierra Leone (hmm).

INTERVIEW: You've no clue who this 'Robin-Hood' (Interpol-relation) was?
EZZY: No; in fact, all I know is that there were street-works (undercover) for the gems.

INTERVIEW: It'd been rumored Ion company gem-insurance was corruptible!

EZZY: All I know is the Robin-Hood fellow was a true mystery-man (of a material bank).

DETECTIVE SHAW: I dunno what this (all) concerns, and I don't care for this Ion-company (myself), and I 'doubt' this hostage-lady bird (Ezzy) is (perfectly) fine, but I do know our force for media/commentary can't allow a potential 'vigilante' gossip to leak-out into the Windy-City 'environment' the sense(s) of insider-work corrupting our journal-writes for police/law work materialism (for the Ego).

Amlan/Ezzy fled to Europe where Satan became a cyber-comics artist and used his 'Interpol-relation commission' to set-up a life of wrought heroics-drawn peace/sanity, far-away from Windy-City 'troubles' (which had --- now --- become the sole-dominion of Ajay Shaw, suddenly-revered Chicago detective of treasure/consumerism 'insurance' readings).

"Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone" (John Maynard Keynes). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)