Hindu Rising

A pair of talented TWINS and Hindus walk into a bar.  It is Cinderella in the scene from French Intelligence, in vicinity.  No one even knows the imagery that can open its wings on a certain day.  It is the end to the nasty, confining chrysalis.  I am here with you even if I am not there.  Impeccable dress of these princes from the MECCA of so many religious traditions.  Hindu is rising and Sikhs are backing away.  We will not play.  This is serious business, Mr. Brady, due to your eminent wings that are emerging when you step foot in our community for The Superbowl.  There is a special room just for you.  They will make you a personal, one and only, key, just like your lovely bed commercial.  Think of gulags, not sanitarium.  You can be everywhere you need to be.  You will see soon enough how quick things can happen around me.  I exist in the eye of the storm and feel it all, but see nothing.  Maybe I just said hello to the one fellow who can go with you.  It was his uniform and fresh crew cut.  He would look great in jeans and a Hilfiger t-shirt.  Think casual and the twins and The Hindus will do the high fashion.  Bring one change of casual clothes to store in the secret room and have a Chief's baseball cap to put on.  It is the perfect cover, and then Natives will come to you and show you the doorways, not the windows.  You get to have perfect dignity.  I deign you so worthy.  My contact for you is already established.  Do not sway from that angle.  He has all the keys that are sleazy.  He will keep you clean.  Let's all just hit it.  Yeah team!