Grifters: Radius

A Story by Abishai100

Fanfiction of the 1990 Stephen Frears jarring-gem of underworld values/psyche 'examination' for wrought Earthling/American chances (for 'good' fiction).

The Grifters (John Cusack) adaptation/fanfiction.

DISCLAMER: This work of fanfiction offer no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced work of inspiration and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/critique/translations).

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Mr. Amlan Satan had become a natural grifter, honing his acquired Slovak-Algerian skills while being moved-around the 'good' Earth streets as a pickpocket and self-imaged survivor before settling into Boston-town (New England) for a diamond world-motions venture that drew him all the way to Churchill-Downs where he'd connect with Baroness Ion who employed in her keep a special 'maidservant' of smugglers-conveniences named Esmerelda (Facebook-like!).

ESMERELDA: You're betting too much on this no-name upstart racer company.
SATAN: Ezzy, this Arklow-adverb is pure Ion-co. smoothness for co-investment.

ESMERELDA: You're gonna make social media chatter about gems with hers?

SATAN: And I'll persuade her you're my flightplan-nurse to Brussels for Arklow.

ESMERELDA: What's so special about this Arklow-racer horse/company, Satan?

SATAN: It's a future millionaire...and I gift it to Ion and escape with you.

ESMERELDA: And the street-insurance 'examination' for the Baroness' eco-IQ.

SATAN: It's a grifter-universe, Ezzy...and we'll have kids and a carousel inside.

ESMERELDA: Watch Baroness Ion...she's no Black Stallion advocate for eco-IQ.

SATAN: Blood-diamond world-motions 'gossip' make for bad West banks, Ezzy.

ESMERELDA: Facebook-like?

Amlan and Esmerelda took off to Brussels after making a stop-exchange in the Southwest to add some eco-streets 'jitters' gossip with the Baroness' bad-rivals in the West (American Homeland!). They opened a waffle-house and forgot all those blood diamond rumor arms for underworld horse-racing dominion gems-motions for 'circled' insurance (Facebook-like).

BARONESS ION: That Artful Dodger waxed me about his Algerian street-mom.

ASSOCIATE: Nina's her name, bad-lady.

BARONESS ION: I guess we're in this eco-capitalism blood-diamond field goal.

ASSOCIATE: We invest some diamond axes for a Super Bowl ad (go Eagles!).

BARONESS ION: We were conned, associate.

ASSOCIATE: Doesn't matter...Mr. Amlan Satan's in Antwerp making comic art.

BARONESS ION: Cool.

You see, Amlan Satan learned the ins-ways of grifter 'consciousness' from his omen-speaking mother in Algiers ('Nina') who ingrained in her darling-boy all the darkness-mentalism required for modern capitalism 'field goals' of Hell (wow). Fortunately, Amlan didn't take undue risk and flew-away with his 'maidservant' (Esmerelda) to Brussels for some 'examination' of how/why treasures-insurance signaled a 21st-Century Earth-eye for all things of the sideshow-jewelry variety (for the Ego).