Alles gute

Imagine that you are 50 years of age. Imagine that you've grown a pablo escobar type of belly and a long grey hair to match, never mind the moustache. Imagine that the summer is around the corner,  you're eating outside, wearing just but shorts, you got 3 kittens, a full grown dog and a woman that is rather fluent in German (and hot). Imagine that you're broke, but you're still living the life, and that your business associates keep telling you they're going under and that unless you do as they say you are soon to follow. Imagine that, on top, there's a virus that's bringing havoc on all of your financial enterprises. Imagine that you're thinking about it after an excellent meal. Imagine that it was smoked salmon, fresh asparagus, Greek potato salad, Mediterranean bread, a few glasses of Beaujolais wine, a cup of Colombian coffee and a Cuban cigar. Imagine that you're so fed up with speaking Portuguese, listening to German, that you decide to think and write in English. Imagine that you're in the process of doing it. Imagine that you receive a call, from a Mexican secluded paradise, on the Pacific coast and bingo, suddenly all chips fall into place and it seems you're apparently off the hook. Imagine that that call entices a somewhat risky proposal. Imagine that the guy making the call is dodgy, though a good friend and associate from the past. Imagine that his call comes bearing gifts and a potential huge profit. Imagine that. What would you do? Would you say yes, bueno amigo, or would you say no, no hablo?...