It’s amazing what power buys you in this city; all the dames, hooch and clams you could want. And respect. Cops are only too happy to look the other way, with all those greenbacks lining their pockets.
Soon my speakeasies were running at maximum capacity. We was runnin’ three trips a week to the border to pick up the booze. Sure I had to protect my investments, but life was good. Then the other families decided they wanted a taste of that good livin’...
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