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Secret Service kept me hooked with tension alone 👀
Even when the story plays out a little too safe, the atmosphere and performances, especially Mark Stanley’s make it worth watching.
That ending though… I knew it 😭
#SecretService #SpyThriller #TVReview #BritishTV
Full #Seasonreview ↓
http://wornoutspines.com/2026/05/09/secret-service-season-review/
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Morten Storm joined al-Qaeda. Then he spied for the CIA. This is one of the most gripping true spy stories you will ever read.
#books #bookreview #truecrime #spythriller
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Jack Debaut leaves the US Army Rangers and enters a deadly world of espionage, covert ops, political intrigue, and betrayal.
In From Terror to Valor, he must stop dangerous enemies before time runs out.
Perfect for fans of military thrillers and spy fiction.
https://books2read.com/fromterror2valor
#Bookstodon #MilitaryThriller #SpyThriller #ThrillerBooks #IndieAuthor
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ICYMI: Jack Ryan ‘Ghost War’ ~ To Be Released May 20, 2026 https://popgeeks.com/jack-ryan-ghost-war-to-be-released-may-20-2026/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #JackRyan #GhostWar #JohnKrasinski #AmazonPrime #SpyThriller
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Jack Ryan ‘Ghost War’ ~ To Be Released May 20, 2026 https://popgeeks.com/jack-ryan-ghost-war-to-be-released-may-20-2026/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #JackRyan #GhostWar #AmazonPrime #JohnKrasinski #SpyThriller
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https://www.europesays.com/videos/10915/ Man jailed for life for murder has conviction quashed | ITV Meridian (Thames Valley) #author #capybara #dogs #endoscopy #fire #Hampshire #hospital #itv #ItvNews #ITVNewsInFull #itvmeridian #ITVNews #leaks #sewers #SouthamptonHospital #SouthernWater #SpyThriller #Sussex #TomBradby #TvDrama #water #wildlife
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https://www.europesays.com/videos/10877/ The dogs trained to sniff out problems in our sewers and stop water waste | ITV Meridian (West) #author #capybara #dogs #endoscopy #fire #Hampshire #hospital #itv #ItvNews #ITVNewsInFull #itvmeridian #ITVNews #leaks #sewers #SouthamptonHospital #SouthernWater #SpyThriller #Sussex #TomBradby #TvDrama #water #wildlife
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Humint (2026) ~ North and South Korean Agents Clash With the Russian Mafia https://popgeeks.com/humint-2026-north-and-south-korean-agents-clash-with-the-russian-mafia/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #Humint #KoreanCinema #SpyThriller #ActionMovies #NorthKorea
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Humint (2026) ~ North and South Korean Agents Clash With the Russian Mafia https://popgeeks.com/humint-2026-north-and-south-korean-agents-clash-with-the-russian-mafia/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #Humint #KoreanCinema #SpyThriller #ActionMovies #NorthKorea
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Humint (2026) ~ North and South Korean Agents Clash With the Russian Mafia https://popgeeks.com/humint-2026-north-and-south-korean-agents-clash-with-the-russian-mafia/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #Humint #KoreanCinema #SpyThriller #ActionMovies #NorthKorea
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Dhurandhar trending No 1 on Netflix Pakistan despite theatre ban https://english.mathrubhumi.com/movies-music/news/dhurandhar-trending-no-1-on-netflix-pakistan-despite-theatre-ban-mafc8d73?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=mastodon #Dhurandhar #NetflixPakistan #Indianfilm #RanveerSingh #spythriller
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Trapped in Pakistan, Indian spy Suraj faces a cruel test. Call India misguided or stay captured. He refuses, sparking a deep historical debate. RAW acts in secret. Start your 1-Month Free Trial now! www.cpics.tv #cpicsoriginals #ViralContent #reel #CpicsGlobal #Cpics.tv # #India #Pakistan #ISPR #IndianArmy #RAW #ISI #Espionage #SpyThriller
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A soldier, a spy, a prisoner. Suraj's choice: betray his country with words or stay captive. He chooses to argue history. Meanwhile, his rescue begins. Start your 1-Month Free Trial now! www.cpics.tv #cpicsoriginals #ViralContent #reel #CpicsGlobal #Cpics.tv # #India #Pakistan #ISPR #IndianArmy #RAW #ISI #Espionage #SpyThriller
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Indian Army spy Suraj is a prisoner of terrorists. Pakistani officials challenge him: Give 5 reasons India is misguided. As they debate, a rescue mission launches. Start your 1-Month Free Trial now! www.cpics.tv #cpicsoriginals #ViralContent #reel #CpicsGlobal #Cpics.tv # #India #Pakistan #ISPR #IndianArmy #RAW #ISI #Espionage #SpyThriller
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Indian soldier spy Suraj was captured in Pakistan. They demand 5 reasons India is "misguided" to free him. A historical debate begins. RAW plans a rescue. Start your 1-Month Free Trial now! #cpicsoriginals #ViralContent #reel #CpicsGlobal #Cpics.tv # #India #Pakistan #ISPR #IndianArmy #RAW #ISI #Espionage #SpyThriller
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Dive into the world of espionage and covert ops.
🔗 https://books2read.com/fromterror2valor
In this espionage thriller, Jack Debaut is pulled into a shadow war of betrayal, secrets, and blurred loyalties.
Packed with action and suspense, From Terror to Valor keeps you guessing until the end.
Can Jack uncover the truth in time?
#Espionage #SpyThriller #PoliticalThriller #MilitaryFiction #Bookstodon #AmReading #ThrillerBooks
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Oggi in #ebook da #delosdigital il n.56 della collana #spygame - Storie della #guerrafredda La seconda e ultima parte di "Alba chiara" di Juri Casati #spystory #spionaggio #thriller #spythriller https://delos.digital/9788825435023/alba-chiara-parte-2
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Oggi in Borderfiction Zone #spygame - Storie della #guerrafredda incontra Juri Casati, autore della novelette in due parti "Alba chiara" (dal 2 dicembre in ebook la Parte 2) https://borderfictionzone.blogspot.com/2025/11/juri-casati-nellambito-degli-incontri.html #spionaggio #spystory #thriller #spythriller
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Guess what!
🎙️✨ AUDIO SIGNALS IS BACK ✨🎙️
After a few months of hiatus, I couldn't stay away.
My passion for storytellers and storytelling cannot be tamed—and I'm thrilled to return with a conversation that reminds me why this podcast matters.
Meet Bradley W. Buchanan —retired English professor, two-time blood cancer survivor, and debut novelist who just released Spy's Mate, a gripping chess thriller set in Cold War Soviet Union.Why This Episode Matters:
Brad is what's medically called a "chimera"—his DNA was literally altered by a stem cell transplant. He was blind for a year and a half. He nearly died multiple times. Through it all, he had chess dreams where the pieces hunted him across the board.His novel isn't just a spy thriller. It's a deeply personal story about Yasha, an Armenian chess prodigy who promises his dying mother he'll become world chess champion—a promise that drives him through a world where the KGB manipulates tournaments and chess prowess equals communist superiority.
Brad wrote this after his own mother died. He cried writing the final pages, giving his protagonist the closure he couldn't have in real life.
What We Explored: ♟️ How the KGB used psychological warfare in chess tournaments ♟️ Writing a novel that works as both myth and historical thriller ♟️ The personal cost of storytelling and processing grief through fiction ♟️ Why he wrote this like a screenplay (calling Netflix!) ♟️ Surviving cancer and finding new purpose as a full-time writer ♟️ The hero's journey through 64 squares
This is storytelling at its most human—where personal trauma transforms into universal narrative, where a game becomes life and death, where a son's promise to his mother echoes through pages of Cold War intrigue.
Links in the comments 🤫
We are all made of stories. Some of us write them. Some of us tell them. All of us need them.
🎧 Watch/Listen: https://youtu.be/ib36bVcYbmw
🎙️ If you like to go for the Audio Podcast here is Audio Signals Podcast: https://www.audiosignalspodcast.com/
🌐 Learn more about my work: https://marcociappelli.comWelcome back to Audio Signals. 🎙️
#Storytelling #AudioSignals #Podcast #Chess #SpysMate #ColdWar #Author #DebutNovel #WritingCommunity #BookRecommendation #BradleyBuchanan #HistoricalFiction #SpyThriller #CancerSurvivor #MarcoCiappelli #ITSPmagazine #books #writers #readers #writing #reading
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Jack Debaut traded his #USArmyRanger uniform for a world of #espionage, #covertops, and #betrayal.
Facing hidden agendas and political intrigue, he must uncover the truth before it’s too late.
Can one man stop his nation’s enemies from within?
💥 From Terror to Valor — a fast-paced #thriller of #action, #suspense, and #courage.📖 Read more: https://books2read.com/fromterror2valor
#MilitaryFiction #SpyThriller #ActionThriller #ReadingCommunity #BookLovers #Fiction #Books
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Former U.S. Army Ranger Jack Debaut is pulled into a world of espionage, covert ops, and betrayal.
Enemies hide in the shadows. Agendas twist with every step. Truth itself becomes a weapon.
Will Jack uncover it in time—or lose everything?
📖 Read more: https://authormulhall.com/from-terror-to-valor-echoes-and-shadows-2024/
#Thriller #Espionage #MilitaryFiction #SpyThriller #BookBoost #AmReading #Books
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Former U.S. Army Ranger Jack Debaut is drawn into a world of espionage, covert ops, and betrayal. Facing elusive enemies, political intrigue, and hidden agendas, he must navigate a deadly web of deception to uncover the truth.
Will he save his people—or become the next victim?
📖 From Terror to Valor: Echoes and Shadows
🔗 https://authormulhall.com/from-terror-to-valor-echoes-and-shadows-2024/
#ThrillerBooks #SpyThriller #MilitaryFiction #Bookstodon #AmReading
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@bazkie Ok, just for you, (and so that I don't forget it)...
First, I was somehow invited to a banquet at some fancy hotel somewhere.
The banquet hall was a large ballroom type place, with a stage. Kind of art-deco, lots of curves, all white. Tall ceiling.
The tables were long and rectangular, with white tablecloths and flower centerpieces and so forth. Attire was formal, some men in tuxedos. Women in ball gowns.
I had gotten my food and was headed to my assigned table. I sat down in my place, which happened to be the "head" of that particular table.
To my left and right were two attractive young women. Both brunettes, I believe.
But as I'm happily married, and figured I didn't have anything in common with them anyway, I minded my own business as usual, and began eating while they had their discussion in front of me.
The woman on the left was explaining her comic book collection to the other. This intrigued me, because I'm a nerd. So then I began paying attention.
All of a sudden, a bookcase with her entire collection appeared to my left, and she pulled out her "prized" possession... a first edition X-Men #1, signed by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby.
She pulled it out gently with careful fingers, showed it to us with both hands, while looking suspiciously around the room, and then gingerly put it back onto the shelf.
I had a vague idea in my head of it being worth something around $150,000,000. (In reality, it's only worth around $15,000).
In any case, we begin talking about comic book collecting. The conversation continues and I tell them about my wife and family and my comic book collection, etc. It's a nice little conversation. Pleasant. Friendly.
I mention off-hand, that it seems to me that it's rare that young attractive women are interested in vintage comic book collecting.
--Record-scratch--- Everything stops.
All of a sudden, at the next table over, Dana White, of the UFC, stands up and glares at me. Taken aback, I say, "What's up, Dana? What's the problem?"
Dana White, of the UFC, proceeds to stalk over to me in his tuxedo, completely fired up, angry as a bull, and begins lecturing me about how sexist I am and how women are allowed to collect comic books, and that it's not rare, and that I should be ashamed of myself for even suggesting that it's out of the ordinary. He starts screaming that I was a sexist pig. He really wanted to hit me, but his thugs pulled him back.
The two women attempt to defend me, telling Dana that there is no reason to get upset, and that they agreed with me, and that he's out of line and out of control and should go sit back down.
Everyone's cooler heads prevail, and they go back to their table, Dana still glaring at me the whole time, and we all sit back down.
At that point, I notice that my silver metal spy briefcase is sitting on the table in front of me. And I realize that I had better protect that case, otherwise Dana's thugs might take it and get what's inside.
What's inside the briefcase, you ask? Poker chips. Just a generic set of nice poker chips so that I could play poker with the guys later that week. I was just carrying it around with me, for safe keeping. Because they're special, nice poker chips. Of course.
At that point, I realized that I was late for the Mountain Bike race. (You know, as banquets often precede mountain bike races.)
So I jump up to leave. The briefcase is still on the table, and another man at the table says he'll watch it for me, but that it's risky because Dana's thugs are still mad at me. But he'll do his best.
Flash forward and I'm in the middle of a cross-country MTB race. I'm barrelling down a course with small hills and lots of blind turns. Essentially singletrack, but flanked on each side by tall, green opaque fencing. So it's a bit like riding through a hedge maze.
Nobody can pass anyone. I remember thinking that this was a stupid layout for a race, because it's too tight and nobody can overtake. It's just impossible. So I settle in and just continue the race at a normal pace, and just try to enjoy it for the nice bike ride that it is. Riders behind me are furious.
I get to the finish line and then ride straight back over to the banquet hall, ditching my bike on the floor as I run to the table to make sure my briefcase is still there.
It's not there.
I walk over and question Dana White's thugs. Dana is nowhere to be found.
This leads to shouting, and the shouting leads to a fistfight. A classic barroom-brawl style fistfight. Real Cowboy stuff. Like, dudes swinging, and ducking and letting the other dude behind them receive the punch to the face. People being thrown over tables, hitting each other with chairs that instantly break apart, etc.
I nope right out of there and high-tail it to my car. I open the hatchback and there, miraculously, is my briefcase. I don't know why or how, but I'm relieved and thankful.
I close the hatch, hop in the driver's seat, and peel out of the parking lot.
The end.
Weird, right?
#ufc #mtb #mountainbiking #dreams #comics #comicbooks #x-men #xmen #stanlee #jackkirby #sexism #weird #poker #pokerchips #spy #spythriller #spies #spybriefcase #cowboy #cowboys #fisfights #fight #fighting #brawl #hatchback #slapstick #cycling #bikes
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@bazkie Ok, just for you, (and so that I don't forget it)...
First, I was somehow invited to a banquet at some fancy hotel somewhere.
The banquet hall was a large ballroom type place, with a stage. Kind of art-deco, lots of curves, all white. Tall ceiling.
The tables were long and rectangular, with white tablecloths and flower centerpieces and so forth. Attire was formal, some men in tuxedos. Women in ball gowns.
I had gotten my food and was headed to my assigned table. I sat down in my place, which happened to be the "head" of that particular table.
To my left and right were two attractive young women. Both brunettes, I believe.
But as I'm happily married, and figured I didn't have anything in common with them anyway, I minded my own business as usual, and began eating while they had their discussion in front of me.
The woman on the left was explaining her comic book collection to the other. This intrigued me, because I'm a nerd. So then I began paying attention.
All of a sudden, a bookcase with her entire collection appeared to my left, and she pulled out her "prized" possession... a first edition X-Men #1, signed by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby.
She pulled it out gently with careful fingers, showed it to us with both hands, while looking suspiciously around the room, and then gingerly put it back onto the shelf.
I had a vague idea in my head of it being worth something around $150,000,000. (In reality, it's only worth around $15,000).
In any case, we begin talking about comic book collecting. The conversation continues and I tell them about my wife and family and my comic book collection, etc. It's a nice little conversation. Pleasant. Friendly.
I mention off-hand, that it seems to me that it's rare that young attractive women are interested in vintage comic book collecting.
--Record-scratch--- Everything stops.
All of a sudden, at the next table over, Dana White, of the UFC, stands up and glares at me. Taken aback, I say, "What's up, Dana? What's the problem?"
Dana White, of the UFC, proceeds to stalk over to me in his tuxedo, completely fired up, angry as a bull, and begins lecturing me about how sexist I am and how women are allowed to collect comic books, and that it's not rare, and that I should be ashamed of myself for even suggesting that it's out of the ordinary. He starts screaming that I was a sexist pig. He really wanted to hit me, but his thugs pulled him back.
The two women attempt to defend me, telling Dana that there is no reason to get upset, and that they agreed with me, and that he's out of line and out of control and should go sit back down.
Everyone's cooler heads prevail, and they go back to their table, Dana still glaring at me the whole time, and we all sit back down.
At that point, I notice that my silver metal spy briefcase is sitting on the table in front of me. And I realize that I had better protect that case, otherwise Dana's thugs might take it and get what's inside.
What's inside the briefcase, you ask? Poker chips. Just a generic set of nice poker chips so that I could play poker with the guys later that week. I was just carrying it around with me, for safe keeping. Because they're special, nice poker chips. Of course.
At that point, I realized that I was late for the Mountain Bike race. (You know, as banquets often precede mountain bike races.)
So I jump up to leave. The briefcase is still on the table, and another man at the table says he'll watch it for me, but that it's risky because Dana's thugs are still mad at me. But he'll do his best.
Flash forward and I'm in the middle of a cross-country MTB race. I'm barrelling down a course with small hills and lots of blind turns. Essentially singletrack, but flanked on each side by tall, green opaque fencing. So it's a bit like riding through a hedge maze.
Nobody can pass anyone. I remember thinking that this was a stupid layout for a race, because it's too tight and nobody can overtake. It's just impossible. So I settle in and just continue the race at a normal pace, and just try to enjoy it for the nice bike ride that it is. Riders behind me are furious.
I get to the finish line and then ride straight back over to the banquet hall, ditching my bike on the floor as I run to the table to make sure my briefcase is still there.
It's not there.
I walk over and question Dana White's thugs. Dana is nowhere to be found.
This leads to shouting, and the shouting leads to a fistfight. A classic barroom-brawl style fistfight. Real Cowboy stuff. Like, dudes swinging, and ducking and letting the other dude behind them receive the punch to the face. People being thrown over tables, hitting each other with chairs that instantly break apart, etc.
I nope right out of there and high-tail it to my car. I open the hatchback and there, miraculously, is my briefcase. I don't know why or how, but I'm relieved and thankful.
I close the hatch, hop in the driver's seat, and peel out of the parking lot.
The end.
Weird, right?
#ufc #mtb #mountainbiking #dreams #comics #comicbooks #x-men #xmen #stanlee #jackkirby #sexism #weird #poker #pokerchips #spy #spythriller #spies #spybriefcase #cowboy #cowboys #fisfights #fight #fighting #brawl #hatchback #slapstick #cycling #bikes
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@bazkie Ok, just for you, (and so that I don't forget it)...
First, I was somehow invited to a banquet at some fancy hotel somewhere.
The banquet hall was a large ballroom type place, with a stage. Kind of art-deco, lots of curves, all white. Tall ceiling.
The tables were long and rectangular, with white tablecloths and flower centerpieces and so forth. Attire was formal, some men in tuxedos. Women in ball gowns.
I had gotten my food and was headed to my assigned table. I sat down in my place, which happened to be the "head" of that particular table.
To my left and right were two attractive young women. Both brunettes, I believe.
But as I'm happily married, and figured I didn't have anything in common with them anyway, I minded my own business as usual, and began eating while they had their discussion in front of me.
The woman on the left was explaining her comic book collection to the other. This intrigued me, because I'm a nerd. So then I began paying attention.
All of a sudden, a bookcase with her entire collection appeared to my left, and she pulled out her "prized" possession... a first edition X-Men #1, signed by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby.
She pulled it out gently with careful fingers, showed it to us with both hands, while looking suspiciously around the room, and then gingerly put it back onto the shelf.
I had a vague idea in my head of it being worth something around $150,000,000. (In reality, it's only worth around $15,000).
In any case, we begin talking about comic book collecting. The conversation continues and I tell them about my wife and family and my comic book collection, etc. It's a nice little conversation. Pleasant. Friendly.
I mention off-hand, that it seems to me that it's rare that young attractive women are interested in vintage comic book collecting.
--Record-scratch--- Everything stops.
All of a sudden, at the next table over, Dana White, of the UFC, stands up and glares at me. Taken aback, I say, "What's up, Dana? What's the problem?"
Dana White, of the UFC, proceeds to stalk over to me in his tuxedo, completely fired up, angry as a bull, and begins lecturing me about how sexist I am and how women are allowed to collect comic books, and that it's not rare, and that I should be ashamed of myself for even suggesting that it's out of the ordinary. He starts screaming that I was a sexist pig. He really wanted to hit me, but his thugs pulled him back.
The two women attempt to defend me, telling Dana that there is no reason to get upset, and that they agreed with me, and that he's out of line and out of control and should go sit back down.
Everyone's cooler heads prevail, and they go back to their table, Dana still glaring at me the whole time, and we all sit back down.
At that point, I notice that my silver metal spy briefcase is sitting on the table in front of me. And I realize that I had better protect that case, otherwise Dana's thugs might take it and get what's inside.
What's inside the briefcase, you ask? Poker chips. Just a generic set of nice poker chips so that I could play poker with the guys later that week. I was just carrying it around with me, for safe keeping. Because they're special, nice poker chips. Of course.
At that point, I realized that I was late for the Mountain Bike race. (You know, as banquets often precede mountain bike races.)
So I jump up to leave. The briefcase is still on the table, and another man at the table says he'll watch it for me, but that it's risky because Dana's thugs are still mad at me. But he'll do his best.
Flash forward and I'm in the middle of a cross-country MTB race. I'm barrelling down a course with small hills and lots of blind turns. Essentially singletrack, but flanked on each side by tall, green opaque fencing. So it's a bit like riding through a hedge maze.
Nobody can pass anyone. I remember thinking that this was a stupid layout for a race, because it's too tight and nobody can overtake. It's just impossible. So I settle in and just continue the race at a normal pace, and just try to enjoy it for the nice bike ride that it is. Riders behind me are furious.
I get to the finish line and then ride straight back over to the banquet hall, ditching my bike on the floor as I run to the table to make sure my briefcase is still there.
It's not there.
I walk over and question Dana White's thugs. Dana is nowhere to be found.
This leads to shouting, and the shouting leads to a fistfight. A classic barroom-brawl style fistfight. Real Cowboy stuff. Like, dudes swinging, and ducking and letting the other dude behind them receive the punch to the face. People being thrown over tables, hitting each other with chairs that instantly break apart, etc.
I nope right out of there and high-tail it to my car. I open the hatchback and there, miraculously, is my briefcase. I don't know why or how, but I'm relieved and thankful.
I close the hatch, hop in the driver's seat, and peel out of the parking lot.
The end.
Weird, right?
#ufc #mtb #mountainbiking #dreams #comics #comicbooks #x-men #xmen #stanlee #jackkirby #sexism #weird #poker #pokerchips #spy #spythriller #spies #spybriefcase #cowboy #cowboys #fisfights #fight #fighting #brawl #hatchback #slapstick #cycling #bikes
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@bazkie Ok, just for you, (and so that I don't forget it)...
First, I was somehow invited to a banquet at some fancy hotel somewhere.
The banquet hall was a large ballroom type place, with a stage. Kind of art-deco, lots of curves, all white. Tall ceiling.
The tables were long and rectangular, with white tablecloths and flower centerpieces and so forth. Attire was formal, some men in tuxedos. Women in ball gowns.
I had gotten my food and was headed to my assigned table. I sat down in my place, which happened to be the "head" of that particular table.
To my left and right were two attractive young women. Both brunettes, I believe.
But as I'm happily married, and figured I didn't have anything in common with them anyway, I minded my own business as usual, and began eating while they had their discussion in front of me.
The woman on the left was explaining her comic book collection to the other. This intrigued me, because I'm a nerd. So then I began paying attention.
All of a sudden, a bookcase with her entire collection appeared to my left, and she pulled out her "prized" possession... a first edition X-Men #1, signed by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby.
She pulled it out gently with careful fingers, showed it to us with both hands, while looking suspiciously around the room, and then gingerly put it back onto the shelf.
I had a vague idea in my head of it being worth something around $150,000,000. (In reality, it's only worth around $15,000).
In any case, we begin talking about comic book collecting. The conversation continues and I tell them about my wife and family and my comic book collection, etc. It's a nice little conversation. Pleasant. Friendly.
I mention off-hand, that it seems to me that it's rare that young attractive women are interested in vintage comic book collecting.
--Record-scratch--- Everything stops.
All of a sudden, at the next table over, Dana White, of the UFC, stands up and glares at me. Taken aback, I say, "What's up, Dana? What's the problem?"
Dana White, of the UFC, proceeds to stalk over to me in his tuxedo, completely fired up, angry as a bull, and begins lecturing me about how sexist I am and how women are allowed to collect comic books, and that it's not rare, and that I should be ashamed of myself for even suggesting that it's out of the ordinary. He starts screaming that I was a sexist pig. He really wanted to hit me, but his thugs pulled him back.
The two women attempt to defend me, telling Dana that there is no reason to get upset, and that they agreed with me, and that he's out of line and out of control and should go sit back down.
Everyone's cooler heads prevail, and they go back to their table, Dana still glaring at me the whole time, and we all sit back down.
At that point, I notice that my silver metal spy briefcase is sitting on the table in front of me. And I realize that I had better protect that case, otherwise Dana's thugs might take it and get what's inside.
What's inside the briefcase, you ask? Poker chips. Just a generic set of nice poker chips so that I could play poker with the guys later that week. I was just carrying it around with me, for safe keeping. Because they're special, nice poker chips. Of course.
At that point, I realized that I was late for the Mountain Bike race. (You know, as banquets often precede mountain bike races.)
So I jump up to leave. The briefcase is still on the table, and another man at the table says he'll watch it for me, but that it's risky because Dana's thugs are still mad at me. But he'll do his best.
Flash forward and I'm in the middle of a cross-country MTB race. I'm barrelling down a course with small hills and lots of blind turns. Essentially singletrack, but flanked on each side by tall, green opaque fencing. So it's a bit like riding through a hedge maze.
Nobody can pass anyone. I remember thinking that this was a stupid layout for a race, because it's too tight and nobody can overtake. It's just impossible. So I settle in and just continue the race at a normal pace, and just try to enjoy it for the nice bike ride that it is. Riders behind me are furious.
I get to the finish line and then ride straight back over to the banquet hall, ditching my bike on the floor as I run to the table to make sure my briefcase is still there.
It's not there.
I walk over and question Dana White's thugs. Dana is nowhere to be found.
This leads to shouting, and the shouting leads to a fistfight. A classic barroom-brawl style fistfight. Real Cowboy stuff. Like, dudes swinging, and ducking and letting the other dude behind them receive the punch to the face. People being thrown over tables, hitting each other with chairs that instantly break apart, etc.
I nope right out of there and high-tail it to my car. I open the hatchback and there, miraculously, is my briefcase. I don't know why or how, but I'm relieved and thankful.
I close the hatch, hop in the driver's seat, and peel out of the parking lot.
The end.
Weird, right?
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Castle Minerva, a 1955 psychological spy novel by Victor Canning. A British ex-spy has to babysit a prince. Lots of moral murkiness. Bad guys doing things for comprehensible motives. Gritty realism in the Graham Greene-Eric Ambler style.Superb.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/10/victor-cannings-castle-minerva.html
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John Flagg’s 1953 Woman of Cairo has everything you could want in a spy novel - a fascinating historical background, an exotic setting, a clever plot, an atmosphere of corruption and paranoia. A British bomber is stolen in the Middle East.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/09/john-flaggs-woman-of-cairo.html
#spies #spythriller #spythrillers #vintagethriller #vintagethrillers #JohnFlagg
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Philip Atlee's The Irish Beauty Contract is a routine 1966 Joe Gall spy novel. Embittered ex-CIA man Joe Gall is now a US Government hitman. This time he has to watch someone but not kill him. The background is good but the book lacks energy.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/08/philip-atlees-irish-beauty-contract.html
#spyfiction #spies #spynovel #spynovels #vintagethriller #vintagethrillers #spythriller #spythrillers
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Peter O’Donnell’s The Impossible Virgin starts when a Soviet spy dies in a bush hospital in Tanzania. Modesty Blaise is the temporary nurse. There's an impossible virgin who must remain a virgin, and a gorilla. A fine 1971 Modesty Blaise novel.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/08/peter-odonnells-impossible-virgin.html
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James Eastwood’s Seduce and Destroy, from 1968. His Anna Zordan sexy spy thrillers have a bit more depth than you expect from that sub-genre. Anna is ruthless but by no means an infallible unstoppable killing machine. Clever plot. Enjoyable.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/03/james-eastwoods-seduce-and-destroy.html
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Joseph Conrad’s The Secret Agent from 1907 is an important milestone in the development of the spy novel. It's the beginning of the pessimistic, sordid, cynical school of spy fiction. A study in the psychology of espionage, and of betrayal.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2019/10/joseph-conrads-secret-agent.html
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Don Smith’s 1971 spy novel Secret Mission: Tibet concerns a businessman doing a spy job for NASA. There are missing American and Soviet satellites and a Chinese super-laser. Good suspense and action, sexual tension and paranoia. Fine stuff.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/03/don-smiths-secret-mission-tibet.html
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Thea von Harbou's Spies (original German title Spione) is a 1929 spy novel and the basis of her husband Fritz Lang's movie. With moral ambiguity and sex, unusual for a 1929 spy novel. A story of espionage and a story of love. Extremely good.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/02/thea-von-harbous-spies-spione.html
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The Bloody Medallion, Richard Telfair’s first Monty Nash spy novel, from 1959. Monty's pal Paul is dead. He was a double agent and Monty is under suspicion too. He has a dangerous sexy possibly treacherous woman to worry about. Good stuff.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2024/02/richard-telfairs-bloody-medallion.html
#spies #spynovel #spies #spynovels #vintagethriller #vintagethrillers #spythriller #spythrillers
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The Gargoyle Conspiracy is a 1975 spy thriller about terrorists by Marvin H. Albert. Has a bit of a Frederick Forsyth vibe - the same emphasis on meticulous research and creating a very detailed realistic background. Good stuff.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2023/12/marvin-h-alberts-gargoyle-conspiracy.html
#thriller #spies #spythriller #spythrillers #spynovel #spynovels #FrederickForsyth #MarvinHAlbert
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Mr Moto Is So Sorry (1938), the fourth of John P. Marquand’s spy novels featuring Japanese superspy Mr Moto. A young American woman has a cigarette case and people will kill to get it. Mr Moto knows its significance. A top-notch spy novel.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2023/11/john-p-marquands-mr-moto-is-so-sorry.html
#JohnPMarquand #MrMoto #spies #spythriller #spythrillers #spynovel #spynovels #vintagethriller #vintagethrillers
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The Chinese Visitor (1965), James Eastwood’s first Anna Zordan spy novel. It belongs to the sexy lady spy sub-genre. Anna is an expert seductress which is useful although she can certainly handle herself in other situations. Good fun.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2023/08/james-eastwoods-chinese-visitor.html
#pulpfiction #spies #spynovel #spynovels #spyfiction #spythriller #spythrillers #ladyspies #AnnaZordan
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Kenneth Royce’s 1970 spy novel The XYY Man is about a cat burglar recruited as a spy but with an interesting psychiatric twist. He can't help being a thief. Gritty, action-packed with a serious edge and highly entertaining. Highly recommended.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2023/08/kenneth-royces-xyy-man.html
#spies #spyfiction #spynovel #spynovels #KennethRoyce #spythriller #spythrillers
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A.S. Fleischman's 1953 spy thriller Danger in Paradise. An American in Bali is handed a package by a girl. She is killed, except that that's not possible.
Excitement, intrigue, dangerous sexy women, romance and a very solid plot. Great stuff.
My review: https://vintagepopfictions.blogspot.com/2023/03/as-fleischmans-danger-in-paradise.html
#spynovel #spynovels #spyfiction #spies #thrillers #vintage thrillers #ASFleischman #spythriller #spythrillers
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Ice Station Zebra (1968), one of my favourite Alistair MacLean adaptations. More a low-key espionage drama than an action movie but there's suspense and danger on the ice and under it.
Patrick McGoohan makes a fine spy hero. He gets good support from Rock Hudson and Ernest Borgnine.
My review: https://princeplanetmovies.blogspot.com/2013/04/ice-station-zebra-1968.html
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