Fostering Treasure: Boston's Moonlighting

A Story by Abishai100

A Boston-town 'prince' seeks an examination for fortune-readings possibly yielding a 'cool-shine' for what's a Homeland matter (for empathy).

A fun Bostonian fable inspired (very loosely) by The Town (Ben Affleck).

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AMLAN SATAN: My work with MIT-chaos is complete(d), and now I'm off for a vigilante-journal write concerning this street (rumored/insured) blood-diamond 'chess-stalemate' dilemma tied to a (serious) Boston-town gem-operation/enterprise, and I'll anticipate cool New England (Homeland) social-media commentary/examination(s).

MERCHANT: You want to trade Ion-company pieces with yours?
SATAN: I'm masked and holding a street-theater prop water-gun with acid.

MERCHANT: What's this media-stunt (for insurance?) concerning, mister?
SATAN: This is some kind of media-inquiry (Interpol-relation?) for chess.

MERCHANT: This must be a 'deed' for insured statement(s) for Ion's rival!

SATAN: You'll not be tied; this is a media-photo 'deed' for quiet-work.

MERCHANT: There's no 'evidence' Ion-company items with us are corrupted.

SATAN: You have evidence (now).

MERCHANT: Good for social media (thanx I guess).

What a vigilantism-oriented 'deed' this prince of Boston-town had achieved, Mr. Amlan Satan, a fellow of 'deep-thoughts' for New England capitalism-race 'chess-stalemate' intuition(s), and wow, that street-theater media-insurance 'performance-artist' get-up he found for the gem-operation of (corrupted) street insurance 'rumor' was quite the cinema-view for an American expression of creative visage (for 'memorable' adventurism-magic!).

ESMERELDA: For me?
SATAN: You deserve nothing less, Ezzy.

ESMERELDA: Well, you're the only fellow who's the right to call me Ezzy.

SATAN: You don't like that Hugo-reference full-name you have, right?

ESMERELDA: Where'd you get this value-ring/piece, Mr. Satan?
SATAN: Interpol (relations); you need not care about that --- future-bride.

ESMERELDA: I can see what you're intimating, Amlan (thanx I guess).

There'd been so much richness in street-culture/heritage for all the traveling/residing folks through Boston-town (New England), and aside from the known knowledge of its 'plethora' of prestigious Homeland schools/universities (Harvard, MIT, Boston College, Phillips Academy Andover), it'd become a history-land of great storytelling, and Amlan Satan was part of that formulae (incidentally), having boasted his own Algiers-background (semi-royalty!) of rich storywriting, and 'Ezzy' hoped he'd feel inspired to draw on that examination for a great novel, given his special 'gift' with translating psychology into words/writing (wow). This was good for social media (we guess).

EZZY: Some Harvard-square chess for pre-thanksgiving brunches?

SATAN: Sounds rather photo-graphic (ok).

EZZY: You want me to teach you the 'castle'-move, darling?
SATAN: Teach those two little-girls (over there) playing with that sage.

EZZY: How'd you think he's a sage...he'd be a charlatan needing loot!

SATAN: That's what I love about Boston-town, Ezzy...good for social-media.

EZZY: Here's an (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-brunch plate (ok).

SATAN: Excellence; I love it; soft/zesty and goes with mutton/potatoes.

EZZY: When we getting married, Mr. Satan.

SATAN: As soon as I write about the 'bread of luchi' (online).

EZZY: Gotcha (good I guess).

Amlan thought deeply (now) if he'd be able to carry-away Esmerelda to Belgium for a retirement-view involving art and cyber-homeschooling, especially since blood-diamond 'chess-stalemates' (for insurance journals) had drawn him as a 'Robin-Hood' in this character-world of wrought capitalism-race social-media 'personality' writings (for the Ego).

ESMERELDA: Why Belgium?
SATAN: I like Brussels-sprout thinking/living (I guess).

ESMERELDA: You won't miss Boston-moonlight(s)?

SATAN: Nah...I've become part of this town...travel seems sane (I guess)>

ESMERELDA: You won't find that 'wolf' in you...outside New England.

SATAN: You're right (I guess); but Belgian-waffles are not that shabby.

ESMERELDA: Everyone loves this town (I guess).

That's the whole-story of this Earth-prince of New England, Boston-town's Amlan Satan, who managed a 'micro-miracle' for treasure-insurance readings (and 'good' social-media commentary) and found that 'right-bread' for carrying-away Ezzy for a Euro-examination of all that's (potentially) a capitalism-race mark (for the spirits).