Vanity's Bureau

A Story by Abishai100

A dark-prince with amnesia is 'drafted' as a turnaround undercover-man in the same 'dominion' he flourished as an evildoer, drawing that American Dream of 'wrought' shares.

An unusual crime-story, loosely inspired by Mirror Image (Miami Vice).

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This is a rather unusual tale of American lore, concerning an Algerian-American immigrant and inheritor of fortunes gone evil named Amlan Satan who'd become a blood-diamond (conflict-zone gems mined in Africa for 'rogue' finance/terrorism/piracy) investor and smugglers for North American profiteering and worked his way up the 'dark' circles of San Diego (California) for consumerism insurance veils in gem-marketing commentary/lifestyle.

He'd overseen the storage of Earth-minerals 'bad' mining from Sierra Leone into San Diego banks (California) and become an undoubted bad-baron of the world of capitalism-race 'chess-stalemates' in the post-9/11 era Homeland of securities photo-synthesis (wow). Well, this unusual tale concerns what happened when Amlan Satan got amnesia and had his life revolved for a new 'brand' of social media 'commentary' for modern fortune-readings/civics (hmm).

BARON SATAN: We're expanding into the circle(s) now of sports-markets for fortune's excellence to re-examine the quality of bureaucracy profit-chess and IQ, and I doubt Xmas-consumerism will ever be 'less' than the Wild-West, thanx to me/us.

DETECTIVE CHARLES: Do you 'doubt' where you are, Satan?
AMLAN: According to doc, I remember all level(s) of blood-diamond evils, not me!

DETECTIVE CHARLES: What if I told you you're an undercover agent for Interpol-IQ?

AMLAN: I'd say I'd have to rework my bannisters for capitalism-securities chess/IQ.

DETECTIVE CHARLES: You're right; you've the memory for crime-chess; you the man.

AMLAN: I'm to return to crime-fighting (undercover) with my amnesia, friend?
DETECTIVE CHARLES: Let's just say this 'memoir' is (all) for 'American' bread, Satan.

AMLAN: Wow, good photo-synthesis (for consumers).

Well, the 'revolved' Amlan Satan was now unwittingly working (undercover) as a blood-diamond dominion 'returned' agent, this time for good, and his 'superiors' considered his (permanent) amnesia (incurred by a speakeasy-fight in San Diego on a Saturday's Eve!) the 'right-stuff' to recraft this prince-of-darkness as a 'robotic-knight' for salvations in this Homeland of 'inventions' in fortune-control(s) and bureaucracy-reading. Well, this time 'round, Prince Satan was a 'shark' of the underworld and used his remnant 'memory' of the 'chess' of blood-diamond insurance/veils in California to recreate his steps and infiltrate those 'dark-circles' of capitalism pirate ships and unfold the 'wrinkles' of new millennium Western leviathans refracted from that yesteryear 'American' image of socialized/normalized fortune and insurance language-arts (for bank-and-store marks!).

AMLAN: You're the 'cutest' motel-housekeeper I've ever laid my sad-eyes on, Ezzy.

EZZY: I've worked here only 2 years, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: I'm a hero, you know, but I'm a shadow...invisible...working like chess-man!

EZZY: Chess-man?

AMLAN: I've this 'Brussels-sprout' eatery/dive mission-vision post-retirement with ya.

EZZY: Wow...for social media?

Amlan/Ezzy retired and shared a honeymoon in the Berkshires before departing for their 'Belgian' hospitality-industry enterprise, leaving behind the dark-circle(s) of Earth-minerals mining/insurance evil(s) and would be 'counted' in the annals of Western history as an 'excellence' cast Romanticism-pair for the real dream of capitalism-race 'chess-stalemates'...that of 'wrought' environmental bread (for photo-synthesis!).