<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/3e88/4udf1zl8amlhhha6g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Nan Rapido</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Det. Kantonspolizei Zürich</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Change your life! Change your life! Change your life!</em>  That keeps circling and circling through my mind, echoing—why though?  And I don’t know if she’s even saying . . . one could interpret her words and body language a certain way but. . . . <em>Why not Nan’s Fantasy Island?</em><br/><br/>“I’m not sure what you’re saying.  What do you want me to do, say?” <br/></span>