Town by Membrane

Portrait of inventive New England (Boston-town) street theater for eco-vigilantism 'image' concerning incomplete-lines to native Romanticism and bound discretion.

A heist world superstitions yarn inspired by the street subculture thievery/Romanticism 'dogma' American film The Town (Ben Affleck), set in New England. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no ties to the US-city of Boston and all images/references used herein (therefore) comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' critique). 

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AMLAN: This diamonds storage by Lady Endymion's got eco-capitalism marks.

RAKI: What do you want to do...for Boston-town...we're natives of Town-IQ, ok?

AMLAN: We make a Halloween theater for eco-insurance chatter box!

RAKI: Won't Lady Endymion mark us as vigilantes for her rumored blood-diamonds?

AMLAN: These bloody-gems (African?) are insured...Boston-town's consumerism.

RAKI: She brought diamonds from warlord-zones from Sierra Leone?

AMLAN: Sounds-dialysis for leviathan, pal; Selfie-consumerism comment for Hell!

RAKI: We claim we're using toys to seek photos of her box/diamonds for Interpol?

AMLAN: Eco-capitalism humor for Boston-town; we'll reveal our fake-IDs.

RAKI: Why'd Endymion/banks believe in our Interpol-relation?

AMLAN: Ion-co. won't want pre-Xmas consumerism eco-capitalism vigilante-gossip.

RAKI: I'll bring one loaded-gun in case (in my shoe; miniature); Facebook-like!

AMLAN: Fantastic.

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption makes 'rogue' finance/piracy woes-journals.

ENDYMION: Halloween vigilantes, perchance sent my our rivals or Interpol-game?
ASSOCIATE: We doubt this is insider-insurance theater for eco-capitalism.

ENDYMION: Who got the word to send-out gossip these were blood-diamonds?

ASSOCIATE: Street-word's you've got Boston-town baron-pals tied with Africans.

ENDYMION: I don't know much about Sierra Leone.

ASSOCIATE: Your varied minions do, bad-lady (wow).

ENDYMION: Let's use kid-gloves...this might be Interpol-relation street-hypers.

ASSOCIATE: We'll send word-out we want folks to think it's our own eco-IQ.

ENDYMION: Terrific (Happy Halloween).

WAITRESS: These are your diamonds?

AMLAN: Well, maybe I'm one of those two (Interpol-relation?) eco-gamers (Ion).

WAITRESS: I read that on social-media...Boston-town implosions for theater!

AMLAN: Boston-town's a native-place for capitalists; no one wants eco-dirt, right?

WAITRESS: So these are something you're gifting me...for a date.

AMLAN: A proposition to fly-away with me...to Brussels, Esmerelda (ok?).

WAITRESS: What if you're Robin Hood?

AMLAN: What if I'm Melvin Purvis (reincarnated)?

Folks, Boston-town had become a special street-imagery for folk-transit, educational environments, institutional reactionary shrewdness in the post-9/11 West (American Homeland) of incomplete-distances readings for treasure-islands securities view for 'confidence' in insurance-languages facilitating pluralism commerce/consumerism integrity, and law-enforcement sharpness. That's why Officer Charlie was assigned to this mystery-case of Halloween eco-capitalism 'veiled' insurance-theater for Lady Endymion's (rumored/insured) blood-diamonds storage; perchance smugglers-roads extractions for labor/resource Euro-baron tied corruption and profiteer-thinking. This worried Amlan and Raki, pals from Dartmouth and native-sons of Boston-town who sought some street-art for Robin Hood like 'merry-men' dodecahedrons infrastructure heroics (for the Ego).

However, the real charm of this faerie-tale of Boston-town native-superstitions for pre-Xmas consumerism woe concerned Amlan's (very-special/secret) courtship of a lovely New England waitress (Esmerelda) who wondered if she'd begun dating/courting one of the 'merry-men' of the Halloween theater of eco-capitalism 'rumor' and perchance was crossing with a man made vulnerable by the mod-city (American) 'darkness' of transit/hospitality conversationalism (for the Ego).

When Amlan told Ezzy (in Belgium!) that he was (in deed) the merry-man of the Halloween task, she had to ask him, "Who was your partner for this dangerous Boston-town task, man?", he told her it was Raki (who was now in Quebec for some junior-hockey league coaching assignment!). He made her his special Irish-stew for Valentine's Day in Brussels...and thanked the gods the past of New England capitalism-race smugglers-roads hellmouths was (simply)...behind him (Selfie-like!).

AMLAN: I have this treasure...I wanted/needed to show you, Ezzy.

ESMERELDA: A gift (for me)...but why'd you think I'd want a baseball-card, man?

AMLAN: Ha, it's not for you, Esmerelda; we marry, have son; it'd be for him.

ESMERELDA: A Boston-Sox trophy...my dad was an 'avid' fan, hon.

AMLAN: We'll name our son Robin...teach him about eco-capitalism leviathan.

ESMERELDA: Good (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)