Glass-Man: Bloody Predicate(s)A Story by Abishai100An 'inside-man' of dark side heroics is prompted by a vampire who insists possession/insurance maybe is midways of poison/paintings.
Vampire story.
---- ==== Mr. Amlan Satan was smuggling rumored/insured underground gems but as an infiltrations-artist disorienting mod-rogue black market finance for a personal 'vigilante-hyperbole' cleat for his private/Selfie fascination with cleaning diamonds for insurance-integrity (wow), which found him in the Dublin-area for bridge-games adjectives for Western capitalism arms/neurons. ![]() However, Mr. Satan was about to get his life-consciousness spun as a new age 'James Bond' type of incomplete-arts of capitalism's jars in Euro-time...when he was being eyed by a blood-immortal, a vampire, a non-standard cannibal of blood-ingestion vitality thinking for timeless jewelry. Follow along, friends (Selfie-like!). ![]() EZZY: You're a thief, a ninja, an inside-man...but I'm an immortal, a vampire, pal. SATAN: What's this mysticism 'thing' to do with me now, a Slovak-Algerian man? EZZY: Hey, if you want me (or Earth) to think you're a businessman, it's you! SATAN: I'm a salesman, Ezzy (ok?). EZZY: Hey, the reason I reveal this secret-Selfie thought is for your input. SATAN: My 'customers' call me Mister Glass, Ezzy (ok?). EZZY: Glass, I like your style...and glass cuts for bleeding...we're similar, pal. SATAN: So...glass is the opposite of blood, like water, and it's all religion...so? EZZY: This isn't a religion-sales pitch, Mr. Glass (ok?). SATAN: What do you want with me, Ezzy? EZZY: I'm a Romanian vampire...I want you to write a thief's time-capsule. SATAN: What, for your vampire 'club' members to bury in their castle backyard? EZZY: This isn't funny, Glass...blood-immortals appreciate possession insurance. SATAN: Catch me if you can, eh? EZZY: We'll bury your journal time-capsule write about 'James Bond' work for art. SATAN: Aha, immortalize a man of business for vampire 'things' of mysticism, eh? EZZY: Don't refuse us, Glass...this is (all) social media modernism existentialism. SATAN: Fine, I'll write ya a nice faerie-tale of personality for commerce fantasy! EZZY: Good...don't take long...you've 1-yr. exactly...and don't make us track ya. SATAN: Fair for fare, Ezzy; I'll take $1M for the service, as I've guessed royalty. EZZY: That's half-truth, mister...I'm a princess (Facebook-like). SATAN: I guess I always wanted to be a writer (Selfie-like)...thanx. ![]() Amlan set-out to write the journal time-capsule for his new 'blood-immortal acquaintance' (Ezzy) and fitted the fantasy 'James Bond' words of fiction, hyperbole, and (real!) underworld (black market) darkness for capitalism arms/neurons for leviathan/uncertainty and the 21st-Century age of things of worry and superstition and mysticism...and vitality. Well, Ezzy took the writing, as promised, and buried it in her Romanian dominion are for future-discovery, adding a special eerie footnote, "Vampires may appreciate a thief, for his work and arm-skill of things of possession-onside Insurance for immortal-measure." ![]() WAITRESS: Chicken pie for Satan. AMLAN: Thanx, lady...fan of ice-hockey (e.g., Miroslav Satan)? WAITRESS: You have tix to the Blackhawks, friend? AMLAN: Windy romance, surely. WAITRESS: I've The Dark Knight Rises (Christian Bale) in my apartment here. AMLAN: That's cool...for bloody God (Facebook-like). ![]() "Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). ==== "Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes) © 2025 Abishai100Reviews
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