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Assem Akram
The ‘1492’ Conspiracy
A
Machiavellian Plot to Seize the Holy
Land
and
Keep the White House
Fiction
Chapter 2
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The Two
Hassans
We had dinner
after all. We walked to a nearby restaurant
named
‘The Two Hassans.’ As we walked in, loud Arabic
music
was
playing. On a small stage, a belly dancer twisted like
a
snake,
and on a larger dancing area some customers – male
and
female –
tried to mimic her moves. A large sign hanging above
the
scene read ‘Arabian Nights Party; costumed clients get
free
drinks.’
Now, I
understand why Necromonti and Shumington
were
sporting Jelebahs. These two bastards – I am sorry,
these
two
gentlemen - had already planned their dinner out
after
grilling
me and giving me ‘the world is in danger, you have
to
save
it’ speech, making me lose my appetite - and probably
my
sleep,
too - for the rest of my life, let alone thinking about
getting
free
drinks and enjoying a theme night with belly-dancers on
the
deck.
“You may think
that coming here is… inappropriate, isn’t
it?”
Shumington said. “And you’re probably right, somehow.
But
you’ve
got to understand that we need to release the pressure
that
becomes
rapidly overwhelming if we let it simmer. Too much
pressure
translates into over-stress, which is not good because
it
freezes
your mind and handicaps your judgment.” He pointed
this
out
while knocking on his forehead.
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