Cote d'Ivoire: Pretty Themed

A Story by Abishai100

A venture-capitalist seeks some form of fortune Romanticism in the Ivory Coast for his age of leviathan in chores.

Ivory Coast set capitalism venture fable.

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Roald Dahl) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' interpretation/review).

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AMLAN: I'm off to the Ivory Coast for chocolate-model enterprise (Selfie-like).

READER/FAN: Capitalism bread/fruit makes for the arms of leviathan era, eh?
AMLAN: Capitalism fanzine writing has surely drawn interest for fashion-pills.

READER/FAN: Good for terrorism marks of globalism-rhetoric worry (Selfie-like).

AMLAN: Who doesn't like Willy Wonka?

Well, Mr. Amlan Satan trekked to Cote d'Ivoire, a West African nation rich in cocoa and chocolate legend and much trade/colonialism history of intrigue and even civil wars and ebulliently cast as the world cocoa leader for export/production. Amlan wanted to invest in a candy-shop and make himself a chocolatier in Abidjan, the capital-city, with a model-eye view for marketing consumerism blended with sports (football and soccer!).

AMLAN: My girls are perfect Aphrodites and Galateas of the capitalist universe.

READER: Well, me thinks Ivory Coast benefits from chandeliers.

AMLAN: Are you not fan of The Mosquito Coast (Harrison Ford)?

READER: Facebook-like?

When Amlan met a gorgeous lady in West Africa who yearned to be a sculptor, he decided he'd enlist her skills and gifts to make him special chocolate-candy femme-figurine sculptures to complement his special football/soccer complement storyboards for chocolatier-excellence in the Ivory Coast. Awena, the girl he met, became his wife; and Amlan, the protagonist of this capitalism-venture story, decided he'd really become something of a vanity-inventor (of dodecahedrons for the Ego).