Arles: Football (or Joules)

Euro-adventure and misadventure merc wonders if his villainess-case is badly-tied to a lovely-lady (Irish-descent) he greets in Arles for a work-for-fools.

Euro-adventure with American sensibilities. Happy 1st-weekend of '26 Sunday, all 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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AMLAN: You doubt me.

DANICA: You doubt me!

AMLAN: Hey, I met a lady in the streets of Europe with your voice, love.

DANICA: You're man, and I'm woman; and we're different is all, ethnic-American!

AMLAN: You're not 'ethnic' or American (like me), but you're European, love.

DANICA: You said you wanted bound-Romanticism splash for your sniper-journey.

AMLAN: I told you my secrets.

DANICA: I haven't secrets...and you know enough for comment (Facebook-like).

Of course, all Amlan, Slovak-Algerian America, cared for was his Arles-trek for targeting a 'rogue' Irish-lady with special eye of underworld ('black-market') diamonds and sought to take the villainess out and snatch her gems-briefcase headed for rogue finance and stemming from African zones of Hell (damn). However, he fell for an Irish-girl in France who sounded like the villainess he (already/once) encountered in Euro-streets during this paid mercenary ('ronin') work for hire/Hell (Facebook-like).

Amlan prepared a wonderful dish of pierogies for a gems-investor baron in Arles and didn't tell the evil-man (of course) the nice worldly dish was poisoned. He promptly took his sniper-piece and moved out to take out the baron's goons stationed outside while the baron thought only to make trades and not just supply info about the Irish-lady target wandering around as a lone-finance profiteer of 'rogue' politics/finance (ok).

He met the Irish-girl he fell for in a French-bistro and noted her love of onion-soup (which he shared!). Of course, Amlan was a big big fan of American NFL trading-cards and football-talk for Super Bowl antiterrorism and wondered if these gems were finance-schematics for some anti-football Euro-hospitality 'work' for Hell. After all, such things would worry a Slovak-Algerian American man interested in Bucs-team trek to Spain for expo-TV and world-rhetoric (for peace!). Amlan had to wonder if the villainess Irishwoman liked onion-soup (ok).

DANICA: Mmmm, lamb-curry, so exotic and nice...you're good cook, love.

AMLAN: Don't doubt me.

DANICA: You want me to think highly of a merc, man?

AMLAN: Ronin work is common, but I've democratic sensibilities for good-causes.

DANICA: Your target-mark is a villainess Irishwoman?

AMLAN: Worse than you, I don't doubt.

DANICA: Does she like lions-for-lambs?

AMLAN: Ha.

EMPLOYER: Thanx, fool.

AMLAN: Ronin are fools.

EMPLOYER: Danica was the mark?

AMLAN: I hope so and make 'wage' that's 50-percent truth, ok?

EMPLOYER: You loved her (ha).

AMLAN: I love the Bucs more (ha).

EMPLOYER: Want another job or tickets to the Bucs game in Spain ('26)?

AMLAN: That's easy (Facebook-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)