The Man With The Golden Mind

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Description

Detective Novel

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Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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the two men crossed the river road as the sun set on the other side of the Mekong, over Thailand hammers and sickles set against blood red backgrounds fluttered from a row of sorry looking polls by the water. This was the laotian way to remind the ties had won the war. It was early november. The rains had stopped at the river remains swollen and money. The revolution, a long time in coming had gone and gone. Vivian Tan looked less like a national capital than a rundown suburb of Drazan with better weather. The sun a misty, dull red fireball sunk into the turgid current in slow motion. Once the american infrastructure, a few office blocks in residential areas, the C. I. A compound at kilometer 14, handful of churches, bars, brothels, clinics and aid agencies have been removed, closed down or reassigned. There was nothing left to do but enjoy socialism. The locals lingered in hammocks or went about their business and culturally prescribed lethargy as they had done for centuries. What's it got dark the oceans disenchanted with the revolution, would take the modest paddle boats to flee across the water to the free world. The authorities glad to be rid of these vaguely troublesome citizens. Turn a blind eye or two Laos is that kind of spot? Not even the politburo took anything too serious and if it did no one ever heard about it, no one worried about the consequences of this or that. So as long as it didn't make any ways in the here and now some workers utopia. The two men walked at a healthy but innocuous pace. The german democratic Republics, newly appointed cultural attache it allows, man, Friend Randall showed purposely ahead, a harried expression on his face. He was the younger, though hardly the filter of the two, and sweated profusely in his polyester suit. No one would have called him handsome, not even from across the river in the free world, right. We all needed to lose weight, both in body and mind. For now it was the mind that was in the process of unburdening itself.