Thief-Terrorist: American Belfast {Doubt}

Portrait of Earthling adventurism and dark intelligence for wrought 'bad-sportsmanship' worry for capitalism's (Western) chandeliers.

A world adventure yarn (fictional!). 

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Mr. Amlan Satan was a fond collector of world-politics rhetoric text as a New England bookshop manager and clerk and decided to take an investment-proposition to open a Belfast (UK) shop where he'd be able to use cyber-resource to find great titles of streets-exchanges 'consciousness' education (Facebook-like!).

INTERVIEW: How'd you become Storm-Shadow, mister.

SATAN: I worked at a Belfast store (books, etc.), where I'd greet an Irish youth.

INTERVIEW: The child was killed in an IRA-UVF skirmish, eh?

SATAN: I went mad with angst and created my own "Foreign IRA" body for works.

INTERVIEW: You swapped rumored/stored blood-diamonds with glass-toys?

SATAN: Bank jobs and smugglers vehicles intercepts, something with weapons.

INTERVIEW: A modern Robin Hood with IRA-like paranoia, eh?

SATAN: Facebook-like!

INTERVIEW: How'd you determine this treasure-islands view of pluralism?

SATAN: Catholics-Protestants (adults!), like youth, would find consumerism IQ.

INTERVIEW: Erase bad-rogue finances for conflict-zone gem exploitations move?

SATAN: It was all because of that youngster who thought bookshops divine!

INTERVIEW: Storm-Shadow, is this something that had background class for ya?

SATAN: Yes, I'd been versed in Irish/Indian/Algerian colonialism text/books!

INTERVIEW: Now, you're Robin Hood with book-education (ha).

SATAN: Selfie-like!

There was no doubt Mr. Satan (Amlan), 'Robin Hood' perhaps of the UK, was now a real intelligence-man of invisible hand-axes of incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of world-consumerism 'linked' pluralism rhetoric catering to enhanced Catholic-Protestant street/shopping/lifestyle languages for the Ego (for Halloween!).

Satan grew weary and fled Belfast after 'fantastic' works of IQ and returned to the West (American Homeland) where he decided to reintegrate into overground lifestyle completely as a junior-hockey league coach; he met a sports-calendar angel-girl (Danica) and got married and began writing a (fictional?) account of inter-religious coexistence titled The Day the Earth was Sun.

DANICA: Thanx for this...happy Valentine's, dear.

SATAN: You're the jewel of New England, Danica babe.

DANICA: We're both icy-great, dear.

SATAN: Facebook-like.

Friends, this dark 'faerie-tale' of world 'deeds' concerns the consciousness of an Earth-prince, perhaps drawing Martian envy, for negotiated/wrought capitalism-race arms of bread/fruit (for the Ego!). Fortunately, for the protagonist, post-retirement marriage and sports-coach life made for a social media Earth-culture 'friendly' friendship image of life linked phenotype helmets.

"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)