Chicago's Square(s)

Windy-City treasures/piracy make for a veiled language art between an ambitious femme/cop and certificate 'super' thief for Earth-realm knot (for wise shoe-box).

Heat (Michael Mann) inspired Windy-City heist/diamonds adventure fiction. Thanks for reading (Happy Summer, all) 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to the city of Chicago (Illinois) and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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Amlan Satan was happy choreographing a dark and hazy heist of diamonds in the challenged Windy-City of underground smugglers-language making for eerie American Homeland commerce-insurance integrity storytelling in a 21st-Century of precious-items circulations priority for general Earth realm capitalism kitchen depth for commentary (Facebook-like!).

As a Slovak-Algerian Catholic immigrant-turned-citizen, Amlan had appreciated pluralism-commerce on Earth and read of varied fortune-chance literary characters like Artful Dodger and Jay Gatsby who arguably ingrained in his brain a special sensitivity about fortune-items superstitions for motion in idealism...and darkness (for the Ego). What would the Windy-City heist offer to such as 'prince'...or to all of us (Earthlings)?

OFFICER CHARLIE: I know you're the Shadow, fool.

SATAN: I'm just a diamond speculator, blogging about motion in insurance, cop!

CHARLIE: I transferred to the Windy-City with a real ambition, Mister Satan.

SATAN: I like ice-hockey and football cards and gems-commission comment.

CHARLIE: From your blogs about diamonds from Brussels, I know you're IQ-arts.

SATAN: So, a speculator talks diamonds for integrity, and you think he's Shadow?

CHARLIE: Shadow's blogs about boasts of a Chicago-heist of diamonds is IQ-art.

SATAN: Cop, you're a beautiful-angel; and I doubt you have 'mark' (Robin Hood).

CHARLIE: You're not Robin Hood...you're Shadow.

SATAN: Facebook-like?

Friends, the funny-truth of the Windy-City heist Mr. Amlan Satan ('Shadow') managed to pull-off for 'deed-hyperbole' and diamond-insurance integrity superstitions streets-gossip on Earth was that Charlie thought he was the blogging 'vigilante-hype' storyteller calling himself 'Shadow' since he was once a rookie-cop in her Chicago station who oddly and surprisingly quit the force for no-good reason to become a diamond-insurance and speculation blogger for pro-capitalism skepticism (hmmm). Charlie, an idealist-ambition driven female angel-cop of Satan's US-city, wanted to know which Illinois bank holding diamonds owned by a (famed) world-company with ties to Belgium would draw Shadow's 'vigilante-hype' magnetism (for Selfie-keratin).

POLICE CHIEF: Don't feel evil, Charlie...you're the best (cop).

OFFICER CHARLIE: Thanx for the French soup (therapy!).

CHIEF: Word was Shadow was in-love with you.

CHARLIE: Right.

CHIEF: He's all the way to Australia or Tibet or something (ha).

CHARLIE: I've the theory he's opened a bistro in Antwerp (ha).

CHIEF: No one would anticipate the 'super' thief would appear as an investor.

CHARLIE: I thought Shadow was Amlan Satan (Slovak-Algerian).

CHIEF: Mr. Satan called us about securities at O'Hare for Belgian flights.

CHARLIE: Anyways, 'Shadow' went to the bank as an Moroccan-Christian tycoon.

CHIEF: Swapped Ion-gems with his own for street-gossip (insurance!).
CHARLIE: Damn...maybe I fell in love with Shadow's...kitchen.

CHIEF: Enjoy the French eat, cop...Chicago's kill (Selfie-like).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)