The Gatsby Dyskinesia

Mr. Amlan Satan is likened to a 'great' Gatsby post-return hometown (New England) and negotiates doubt with his old-love.

An adaptation of the characterization of the fortune-bound 'eerily' pensive Jay Gatsby (The Great Gatsby). Thanks for reading! 

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Mr. Amlan Satan returned to his hometown after making a small fortune abroad using Wall-St. earnings and heightened world-investor hand-axes energizer-IQ during the 2009 mini-crash and gained some academic community lights and laurels and wondered where her high-school sweetheart (Ezzy) had ended up. When he got into town, all Ezzy heard from cyber-friends circles buzz was that Jay Gatsby was back in-town. This was a weird Selfie-feeling, since Ezzy knew she had a humbler fate, working as a housekeeper at a New England Inn-Express, where Satan (Amlan) kept calling her to make some Selfie-memory laughter (hmmm).

AMLAN: What do you think of my Maine getaway, honey-sweets?

EZZY: I'm a housekeeper now, and your fortune's beyond what I recount, Gatsby.

AMLAN: How's the Royal Farms chicken (fried)?

EZZY: You speak with honey, but I know you've drifted into aristocrat-gloves!

AMLAN: You mark me rightly, Ezzy; but I fear so have you...drifted (no?).

EZZY: Are you a casino-phantom now, in this Maine palace with pool, man?

AMLAN: Hey, it's summer and we need not complain about memory's lead.

EZZY: Fine (ok).

EZZY: Hello?
AMLAN: I should leave town again...and you.

EZZY: Are you Gatsby or the Count of Monte Cristo (eh)?

AMLAN: Ha...aren't they equal, honey-sweets?

EZZY: You've got a stranger phantom-tone on the phone...with me (at the Inn).

AMLAN: Fortune changes the cleats of the soul...but not us (no?).

EZZY: I don't know anything (Selfie).

Had fortune changed this Mr. Amlan Satan of colored-glass readings of capitalism's arms for bread/fruit? What do you think? He wondered (now) if he really/actually had become a 'great' Gatsby; and Amlan negotiated hometown-return for 'consciousness' alongside Ezzy, his humbler-fate sweetheart from his past who was amazed at his newfound charm for money (and dark magic!). Ezzy wondered if his face was now revealing a 'sport' for fortune's whimsical superstitions (or leviathan).

Amlan/Ezzy enjoyed some tasty New England Irish-curry stew pre-flight for Amlan's journey to Brussels. He'd always wonder (now) if he should've become an official Western aristocrat...and if Ezzy's tastebuds had been transformed for the life's wiser sport-chin (forever).

"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)