Arturo Castro

I spend sleepless nights if a waiter says, welcome to the restaurant. I say, thanks, you too. Like I'll spend a sleepless night and be like, oh, fuck. I fucked it up. I fucked it, you know. He was already there. He didn't need welcoming. He didn't know. He doesn't. Yeah, I'm the one coming to his establishment. God damn it. What a rude thing to say.

I spend sleepless nights if a waiter says, welcome to the restaurant. I say, thanks, you too. Like I'll spend a sleepless night and be like, oh, fuck. I fucked it up. I fucked it, you know. He was already there. He didn't need welcoming. He didn't know. He doesn't. Yeah, I'm the one coming to his establishment. God damn it. What a rude thing to say.

So the next Tuesday, anxiety driven as he is, he went back to the street corner once again. He flew his Safeway shopping bag and he was just screaming internally the whole time until finally another man walked by him carrying a green bag and munching on a chocolate Mars bar while making direct eye contact with Oleg as he marched by. Message received. Boom.

So the next Tuesday, anxiety driven as he is, he went back to the street corner once again. He flew his Safeway shopping bag and he was just screaming internally the whole time until finally another man walked by him carrying a green bag and munching on a chocolate Mars bar while making direct eye contact with Oleg as he marched by. Message received. Boom.

Also, I mean, such an awkward fucking secret spy signal, but fuck it.

Also, I mean, such an awkward fucking secret spy signal, but fuck it.

And making uninterrupted eye contact. And it turned out to be the Danish agent. He's hoping for a second run at the honeypot. He's like, you're going to fucking look me in the eye this time. So for the next two days, Oleg visited friends and family saying his goodbyes. You know, he talked about literature with his friends. He jogged around his neighborhood. He tried to act as normal as possible.

And making uninterrupted eye contact. And it turned out to be the Danish agent. He's hoping for a second run at the honeypot. He's like, you're going to fucking look me in the eye this time. So for the next two days, Oleg visited friends and family saying his goodbyes. You know, he talked about literature with his friends. He jogged around his neighborhood. He tried to act as normal as possible.

He was the only one that knew that he was about to run for his life in a very noncomplicated way. So now we get to the final bit of it, which is the day finally came. Oleg dunked out of his apartment. Now he knew he was being followed. So he jogged directly into a thick patch of trees and zigzagged his way to the train station where he boarded on a trip toward Finland. And this trip was wild, man.

He was the only one that knew that he was about to run for his life in a very noncomplicated way. So now we get to the final bit of it, which is the day finally came. Oleg dunked out of his apartment. Now he knew he was being followed. So he jogged directly into a thick patch of trees and zigzagged his way to the train station where he boarded on a trip toward Finland. And this trip was wild, man.

So Oleg took too many sedatives on the train and he ended up falling out of a high bunk bed and gashing his head open. So he stumbled around bleeding on people like, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Not exactly keeping a low profile, right?

So Oleg took too many sedatives on the train and he ended up falling out of a high bunk bed and gashing his head open. So he stumbled around bleeding on people like, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Not exactly keeping a low profile, right?

Screaming about Harrods and Safeways, like, shut the fuck up, Oleg. You're so close. Now, when he finally caught a bus near the Finnish border, Oleg went through a bonker sequence of events, right? To get the bus to stop at the right place, he convinced the driver to pull over, telling him that he was going to barf all over the seats.

Screaming about Harrods and Safeways, like, shut the fuck up, Oleg. You're so close. Now, when he finally caught a bus near the Finnish border, Oleg went through a bonker sequence of events, right? To get the bus to stop at the right place, he convinced the driver to pull over, telling him that he was going to barf all over the seats.

So the bus let him out on the side of the road where he pretended to yak into the bushes until it drove away. Once he was alone, Oleg realized that he was way too early for his meeting with the British spies to pick him up. So what does he do? This is amazing. This is truly the hubris of these guys. You know what? This is fucking nuts. So he waits.

So the bus let him out on the side of the road where he pretended to yak into the bushes until it drove away. Once he was alone, Oleg realized that he was way too early for his meeting with the British spies to pick him up. So what does he do? This is amazing. This is truly the hubris of these guys. You know what? This is fucking nuts. So he waits.

Does he wait for like a good little spider effect or no?

Does he wait for like a good little spider effect or no?

You should fucking stand there and wait.

You should fucking stand there and wait.