You-Again

Sequel to my recent work about a world-trekking hotel-keep lady/angel whose encounter with a 'stranger' character yields hand-axes expression for treasure-islands dialysis.

A tale about the complexity surrounding the controversial IRA and actually a simpler sequel to my You in Stranger-Court. Hope you like (Happy Memorial Day), 

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So this is the story of how I happened to reconnect with Mr. Amlan Satan, my real-life 'James Bond' pal/friend who had declared himself the lone (non-Irish) Catholic agent of his "Foreign Irish Republican Army" while I was in my newer/simpler hotel-housekeeping position in a New England courtyard (Selfie-like).

ME: What're you doing here now?

SATAN: I came to find you...no, I was working in Boston for a blood-gem road.

ME: Blood-diamonds leaking out of African shores (damn), still?

SATAN: Still, darling; warlord-investors for rogue/profit banking (damn).

ME: You're to work in Boston/Belfast now for UK-currency, Mr. Satan.

SATAN: Foreign Irish Republican Army, darling (eco-capitalism); Selfie-like.

Wow, Mr. Satan was that stranger character I met in Belfast; and here was now-again, running into the likes of me, a hotel-keep lady/angel. That's what he called me, his angel, and I suppose he'd become my Peter Pan, so I got him a Wendy's baked-potato (with broccoli/cheese)...Selfie-like. He was older now, and so was I (certainly). We still liked each-other (Facebook-like!).

ME: I was simply opening a Belfast-account, as I'd been here before (working!).

INTERVIEW: This masked 'terrorist' (Al-Qaeda?) took you as mock-hostage?

ME: Some blood-diamond eco-capitalism street-insurance theater/gossip.

INTERVIEW: So the word's Ion-co. still has eco-capitalism bad-veil journals (UK)?

ME: I was simply opening an account; I'm not certain it's an Ion-rival or Interpol.

INTERVIEW: Foreign exchange student (thanx).

Well, Belfast bank was something quite extra credit for this hotel-keep lady/angel, and I found myself making a nifty eco-capitalism diorama, regardless of my heretofore lack of interest(s) in 'foreign IRA' retirement view for treasures/insurance/architecture/dodecahedrons (for the Ego!).

ME: Did those smugglers autos (actually) require deconstructive chess, friend?
SATAN: Explosives were required post-removal of the drivers (Ion-co.).

ME: Why not just place Interpol-agents in diamond-circles as undercover men?

SATAN: That's just what they'll do, darling...Selfie-like (wow).

I proposed marriage to my Peter Pan or James Bond stranger character of UK-currency and eco-capitalism chess, but he insisted his work had to continue into the 'sports-nights' of Ego-enhancements for world-treasure and media/insurance bureaucracy dodecahedrons (damn). Had our Earth distances/view become something of a silver/gold end-zone 'chess' for the dials/beryl of leviathan?

"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)