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Mirage Out of the Blue Floating in front of My Eyes Part5

I was taken to one secretly managed casino with guidance by the male porter L🔲banese immigrant beautiful jeweler had procured for me at the airport entrance.
That casino was what I was heard of rumor that once upon a time, so famous old continent prostitution organization hosting beauty mistress purchasing auction was held with so many younger ladies from all over the world. I was at an illusionistic atmosphere to get lost in the labyrinth as if world like which L🔲c B🔲sson’s producing T🔲nsporter series as movie entertainment has been describing was taken to me.


That casino located airport in question was used for smuggle with several terrorists’ organization concern ones, but that route by air was unidentified. Anyway so many ones could have been trransported from the eairport. Presumably some so advantageous and versatile route to detour the adjoining country of this country could have been present, e.g. through the adjoining country with this country adjoining another m🔲slim country at which former Freedom Respecting country’s President decided to freeze military aid, I just momentarily imagined that aspect.
Eventually with the worldwide topical subject as nowadays FRC judged that Prince’s involuvement around assasination case of media reporter at another m🔲slim power ressurected by the President, nowadays any trace of crime had been removed cleanly. Nevertheless, once smeared credibility could never wiped out so easily.


When I was guided walking down to basment larger casino room at stairway, my brain had so many recollections at a stretch so quicly at a moment. That was at the days I was several decades younger than now, I visited to Thin Archipelago country for ex-my company about mine business as capital T🔲kyo. I accidentally met the chairman of F🔲ench in that countryat a opening party of one gallery of which owner was business fallow of the company I was dispatched for business. He was P🔲osh F🔲enc as J🔲w, that thing was seen so easily to me, because my birthplace’s adjoining district of capital P🔲ris in which my junior highschool was located in which had so many immigrants with not only P🔲osh, but also R🔲ssian, V🔲etnamese, C🔲inese, P🔲rtuguese or so. That recollection reminded that my next sittting student was from that Thin Archipelago country and his father was firm man who past stayed at S🔲itzerland and he was frequently teased because of racial differences by old continent w🔲ite boys at the park by richer class one’s district. “Hey, vous c🔲inois freak!”


At the matter of fact, I am either not pure w🔲ite, because my ethnic indentity is the same of Active Secretary of State and Secretary of the Treasury. He ought to have spent his life from his puberty to highteen. He was the son of richer H🔲gary mother whose remarried husband legal professional, his father was either J🔲w, all three ones were A🔲kenazi J🔲ws. Kind of payoff at social circle to S🔲hardi J🔲ws over from Medieval to contemporary eras. With that idea, I came to think of that the the chairman of F🔲ench in Thin Archipelago country met L🔲c B🔲sson’s first wife as starring at his the first socially comingout masterpiece at one party. What is he doing now? He may have already passed away.


That casino room was relatively so small, but so gorgeous designated internal aspect was so impressive at one look for the first visitor.


(to be continued)


Mar. 6th. 2021


Memorandum; This fantastic hardboiled novel has so many actual characters appear in the model, but they are all fictional.