Canadian Bridge

A Story by Abishai100

A Toronto diamond-thief makes for a swap for insurance eye tied with fashion-marketing for Xmas-consumerism, (imagined) wound with 'dark' books.

My epic 'fanfiction' of Killing Zoe (Roger Avary). Happy '24,

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no ties to the city of Toronto (Canada) and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression of creative language/arts (for 'open' comment).

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: This (replica?) treasure-ring is the (Ion-company) 'thing' for incredible/fantastic Canadian 'street' insurance cyber-chat(s) for Xmas-commerce, for customers/investors/readers, and I assure (all) this theater for prepaid box-photo media-damage is for a rival-company interest in bureaucracy-deeds (for Toronto-books).

Well, our protagonist antihero 'prince' of blood-diamond pseudo-vigilante work in Toronto/Canada created quite a stir for Halloween pre-Xmas consumerism-chatter chess-linked to insured (Ion-company) bank-treasures, claiming he was a costumed theater-man for media bank-box photo statements for street-storytelling and made the swap of the blood-diamond pieces with replica-rings using a toy water-gun filled with acid for what seemed to be a 'theater-video' about the dilution of conflict-zone street-rumors for Selfie-culture humor(s) in bureaucracy-readings (wow).

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption threatens rogue finance and piracy-woe.

JOURNAL: This Toronto pre-Xmas 'deed' for lore concerns 'cinema' French-IQ.

READER: Perchance this 'devil' makes for insurance/smugglers 'flare' for bread.

GIRLFRIEND: You're going to be compared to an 'evil' Robin Hood, Satan.

Well, the Xmas-Toronto season was high, and the Ion-company chess-ties with a fashion-production made for diamond-consumerism lore, potentially tied to sports media/endorsements, and this 'Robin Hood' deed of Satan created quite a social-media stir for insurance-commentary, but was it (purely) about consumerism-and-insurance 'superstitious' photo-synthesis concerning evil eco-capitalism?

BANK MANAGER: You must be from a rival company/associate of Ion.

AMLAN SATAN: This is professional insurance-media theater for box-photo IQ!

BANK MANAGER: A prepaid treasure-swap (with replica-rings) for rumor?

AMLAN SATAN: Ion's already 'mired' in blood-diamond worry (Interpol-eye).

BANK MANAGER: Seems there's continent/Canada 'chess' for world banks, sir.

AMLAN SATAN: Thanx (for Facebook-pokes).

GIRLFRIEND: You know I'm part of the Ion fashion-production event, Satan.

AMLAN: I know, I know; it's why you're wearing my replica-rings pre-deed!

GIRLFRIEND: This is high-art for something dark for Halloween/Xmas.

AMLAN: It's a perfect Canadian-bacon language-arts for treasure islands, hon.

GIRLFRIEND: Good (for bureaucracy-research).

While Amlan enjoyed a nice luchi-meal at his fave-Toronto dive with his model-girlfriend, Inspector Pierre was hot on the tracks of blood-diamond smugglers convenience all the way from Quebec, but was this Canadian consumerism 'image' a vanity of danger for Robin Hood lore...or something else (like xerox flares)?

GIRLFRIEND: I'll be at the rock-concert (Halloween Eve) for my fanzine-photo.

AMLAN: Cool brain; perchance this makes for a photo-synthesis in journals.

GIRLFRIEND: For what (exactly), Satan?
AMLAN: Perchance for...DJIA-flyers.

INSPECTOR PIERRE: This luchi's bread; that Satan's Robin-Hood; Interpol's dark.

ASSISTANT: Thanx for this special-visit from Quebec, Inspector; Xmas-omens!

PIERRE: If this is not Interpol-relation insider-work, we mark Satan as Oswald.

ASSISTANT: This luchi (really) is quite the Canadian world-fare wonder (IQ).

PIERRE: Good bread in a bad-time for diamond circulation rogues, friend.

Well, the irony-humor of the Halloweentime 'deed' for costumed theater-arts 'blended' nearly-invisibly with the acid-swap of the (Ion-company) rumored blood-diamond pieces was that Mr. Amlan Satan somewhat resembled an 'average' fundamentalist/terrorist, but the Toronto bank-manager had no choice (really/now) but to 'accept' him as something of a vaudeville-capitalism 'insider-man' with some street-media communique concerning those pesky 'incomplete-distances' for 'workshop' fortune-readings (for bureaucracy!).

INSPECTOR PIERRE: I got this in my in-box (a Brady-treasure/Florida).

ASSOCIATE: Perchance Satan's flight to Tampa is some retirement-deed?

PIERRE: Perchance Interpol's play (with us!).

ASSOCIATE: Damn.

Years later, we find Mr. Amlan Satan happily retired in the sunny Orange-State (American Homeland) where a writer's prompt for sports-treasures and superstitions for athletics/Olympics had made for a Selfie-culture 'interest/rate' for media-life networks. Was his Robin-Hood memory (now) simply a 'matter' for damages? What do you think (for bureaucracy-locks)?