Cote d'Ivoire {A Field Goal}

Narrated (fictional) time-capsule telling/showcase of a worldly prince's hands for sporting cleats in the Ivory Coast rendering leviathan-watches.

An economics-enchantment about the wonderful The Ivory Coast , a world leader in cocoa (chocolate) and recent laurel-earner in the AFCON (world-soccer) and inspired by my loose readings of credit-research Fitch Ratings for capitalist 'thought' and inspired by the excellent American investor-superstitions film Wall Street (Oliver Stone). Thanks for reading, 

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Allow me to fell upon you readers my special interest in Ivory Coast magic, a land of much clan/kingdom settlements, movements in peoples/politics, independence laurel from colonialism period (France), longstanding cocoa-production for world chocolate prestige, and recent soccer-laurel earning country (AFCON) of great media age commentary/fanfare. I wanted to apply my inherited/Wall-St. fortunes for something in Cote d'Ivoire as I neared my 50s (for Selfie-like).

I considered myself an excellent eco-capitalism thinker and visited Mardi-Gras for a street-insurance diamond swap (glass animal toys) theater for world consciousness concerning blood-diamond seepages into the West from conflict-zones in Africa for rogue/finances exploiters of baron-like fat-cat investor blood (wow). Now, I sought to reapply my idealism into Cote d'Ivoire books, as a 'Peter Pan' of my Selfie-age of fortune-readings for leviathan (for the Ego!).

INVESTOR OFFICE: You want a chocolate-house with world-fashions brown-shades mannequin image?

ME: I've a fortune to apply for examinations and want diamonds and cocoa (world-capitalism).

INVESTOR OFFICE: This is some jungle-like intuition for a prince-hand in bloody-fortunes, eh sir?

ME: You said it...Facebook-like (surely).

I began my operations and managed a jewelry and chocolate store in the same commercial area of the Ivory Coast traffic-city of Abidjan. This was a great exposition, and I needed something more, something closer to the street-heartbeat and social media culture for Ivory Coast record (but what?). How was it all to be Facebook-like (for world capitalism of the 3rd kind)?

Then I found my calling. I'd invest in not only jewelry and chocolates but also adult-media novels (paperback, comics, cyber) for Cote d'Ivoire consumers/entertainment (sure). The Ivory Coast would be to me what Neverland was to Peter Pan...an island of toylands escape for fortune's soaring swords of adjective (ha).

EMBASSY: We've a special order for you to work underground as an intelligence-man (trained).

ME: What, like James Bond or Robin Hood (ok)?

EMBASSY: You're ideally placed for a Cote d'Ivoire defense-agenda for post-AFCON sports-media.

ME: Cinema's sweets (well).

My Cote d'Ivoire repertoire had seen sudden expansiveness for customs and 'IQ' for Earthling sportsmanship, and I was on a new adventure, with my initial investment-hands view for simplified humbled world-capitalism (sure). Nevertheless, my adult-media 'sideshow' venture for Ivory Coast record (Wonderland) remained a special adjective for the island-view of fortune's leviathan-medicine (for the Ego!).

"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)