Algerian Boston Thief {Age of Reasons}

Treasure-motions of worldly-consciousness make for a splinter-superstition in banks for justifications.

A world-intrigue yarn. 

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Mr. Amlan Satan took to Algiers, to return to his homeland following immigration to perform his daring raid of a rumored/insured blood-diamonds storage in an Algerian bank of stretch to African conflict-zone gem mining exploitations bridges for the Ego (wow).

He'd been working now for some-time as a diamonds-laser researcher at a special project in a Cali-Homeland institution for new surgery-procedure reports for chirality and angles of the heart (ha). Well, this was his past-life, and he now thought only of Robin Hood and not so much of Facebook (sure).

BANK MANAGER: It was Xmas, and he had water-guns filled with acid.

INTERPOL: Swap with glass-animal toys, for eco-message?

BANK MANAGER: Maybe Ion-co. sent its own agent for eco-theater gossip.

INTERPOL: Ha, prepaid insurance theater for Sierra Leone allusions/humor?

BANK MANAGER: We'd stay clean of eco-gossip in Algiers-streets, friend.

INTERPOL: Facebook-like (damn).

CURATOR: You want this piece for your dashing treasures only?

SATAN: I'm giving you 1/3 of my pieces for this work, and it reminds me of IQ.

CURATOR: Something you saw in France you say?

SATAN: I used to live in Algeria (Selfie-like).

CURATOR: Good (farewell).

The Algiers bank-in-question had these conflict-zone pieces with social media comment/rumor, which is what brought Amlan Satan to his homeland for return/adventure, and he found eco-capitalism a new calling for street-consumerism insurance hyperbole, seeking to adapt the entire 'ordeal' into a novel concept (Into Bloody Downs).

GIRLFRIEND: For me?

SATAN: This art's better than my Selfie for reflection, for you!

GIRLFRIEND: Facebook-like (quite-cool).

Wow, what a get-up Satan donned for his Xmas-season raid in Algeria. This was a blood-diamond legend now on Earth, and his return to his citizenship-status happy States (Boston-town!) was to be great too, maybe for the next Halloween seeing him as a married artist/writer (hmmm).

INTERPOL: "Blood-diamond corruption makes 'rogue' finance/piracy tales."

GIRLFRIEND: This photo's my fave, babe.

SATAN: Xmas in Algiers is quite the marvel for transit/journals, darling!

GIRLFRIEND: Bloody Earth.

Boston had become quite a nice haven for Mr. Amlan Satan, who'd now been feverishly working on his novel adaptation of his Algerian deed of incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of capitalism's arms for bread/fruit.

GIRLFRIEND: A Samhain specter goblin for Halloween season in New England.

SATAN: Isn't it lovely (like me)?

GIRLFRIEND: I wonder if it is you.

SATAN: Don't doubt it...life's zing.

Mr. Satan considered his deed rather taste-cool and decided to take-in an eco-theories 'examination' on Netflix (Blood Diamond), which is (actually) half the consciousness-gist of this incompleteness-bureaucracy tale of leviathan-accessibilities. What do you make of it (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)