Americana

I decided it was time to introduce my darling to a few things American - as many as I can considering our current locae. We found the original Monopoly at one of our favorite bookstores, brought it home and settled in for his first game ever.
He was the car, I was the terrier.
He kicked my a**. Royally.
In the grand tradition of American business I mortgaged half of my properties to stay afloat, traded even more for cash, built as high as I could in the slums, negotiated property ownership on technicalities when I could, survived for a short while on the generous welfare of 'free parking' and ended up trading personal favors to get out of jail.