Seven Demons by Aidan Truhen (best motivational books for students TXT) 📕

to narrow the focus of delivery and I say JUST ELEPHANT TRANQ THE WHOLE FUCKING CANTON—

But Doc says she has it so she has it. She does. I trust her. I tell her so.

She has already solved the issue of how to get loot off the mountain at the end of the job she is going to have me distract everyone with exciting drones which of course Banjo Telemark will have as part of his ART and which everyone of a law enforcement persuasion will assume have been hijacked or co-opted for this purpose, while in fact the real work will be done using the cable car. Then we will just load the loot into a big container truck marked as roofing supplies and drive it away.

I say the cable car is a boring way to leave a fortress you can only get to by cable car and Doc says yes, it is, that is the point.

I leave Doc to be very grown-up and I feed her pigs and do not let the doors kill any of them and I go to buy junk for my special fucking-with-Eiger-horrible-revenge show.

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“Hi my name is Banjo Telemark I wish to buy your junk.”

“No we are—we recycle we do not—this is where junk comes to—”

“Madame I wish to buy many tons of junk I will pay enough to recycle many more things it is for art. When the art has been viewed I will return the junk to you as junk if no one buys it you will get free junk plus money. This is a good thing.”

“Yaaaawuh and what do you get?”

“I get art madame I do not need money. Rich people are forever giving me money for art but part of that process is scarcity. This art can be ephemeral so that my other art is expensive.”

“That is good business.”

“I am an artist that does not mean I must be an innocent adrift in the world madame.”

“…What junk do you need?”

“Auto parts and airplane panels also any ethnic Swiss schlock you may have.”

“Ethnic—”

“Many of your fine hotels and eating establishments and so on here feature cowbells and such also many cows but I am assuming there is ultimately wastage and recycling of same.”

“Yes that is true.”

“I wish to buy cowbells and aluminum car parts for use as art. Ideally in this quantity which I have written on this paper.”

“This is a large quantity but…yes I suppose it is possible.”

“Excellent here is money. Please deliver half of it to this address here and half to the Kircheisen Festung for the art fair marked to my attention.”

“O you are with Herr Eiger?”

“He will be thrilled I promise you.”

He will not but sometimes art is really just for the artist I guess.

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Charlie is not bored Charlie is fine. While I was in Iceland Charlie went to see Bruno and she is very excited about ecoterrorism and she would like that we take a few weeks after this job to do some pro bono environmental work. Bruno evidently understands Charlie very well because he took her on a job under the water and they plugged Z-Vat in an illegal outflow together and had sex in the water—not the outflow water some clean clear water upstream—and then had sex on a barge in front of some sort of boat-safe smokeless stove. I do not entirely get how you have sex in a dry suit but if anyone can do it that person is Charlie. Charlie figures we could kill the Japanese whaling industry in a month and move on to illegal logging in the Amazon next year and in this she has Doc’s cautious agreement because it is undeniable that if the earth catches fire and falls over then being rich will be considerably less fun than it is now and Doc feels this is a very real scientific possibility owing to feedback and shit that I do not understand but I trust Doc. If Doc says this is bad it is bad and Doc does so that is fine.

All the same it is not good for Charlie to get too euphoric so I make her come with me to rent bulldozers.

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“Hello I wish to rent bulldozers. Also other heavy plant. Have you anything in purple I do not like the yellow.”

“We have a very little red and some green that is all.”

“If I was to arrange payment would you permit me to respray? I would of course reverse the process after my show—”

“Show?”

“Ah yes I am an artist—I work at scale which is why—”

“Oh, you are that Banjo Telemark yes of course how FABulous and what are you making—”

“Art of course ahahaha you see—”

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Charlie hangs out with Frau Anton to discuss bulldozer regulatory blah blah blah and I am at a loose end so I go back to Eiger’s cigar shop and I buy another cigar. The little guy asks if I liked the first cigar and I tell him I haven’t smoked it yet. He asks me why I want another one and I say that I like the process of coming in here and buying cigars I don’t really like to smoke. But the smell of the place and the vibe and so on that just makes me feel comfortable and happy like there’s a good world somewhere under this one that I can find if I stand still.

Which is actually sort of true but I don’t know that when I start saying it only when I finish and then I am embarrassed and I still don’t know why Eiger comes in here because he also does not buy any cigars.

Maybe he also just likes to come in here and be with the little guy.

Maybe we have that much in common.

I do not ask the little guy about Eiger and we don’t talk about coffee this time we just—

We don’t talk about anything at all for an hour. We just stand there and do things in the quiet of the