Business is booming these days and we have seen tremendous growth in all our cities.  As the job market is flooded with job openings in excess of twice the workers that are currently available, there is enormous opportunity for aspiring mobsters to find their place in this world.  As my profile indicates, I have a bit of a bias on where I think would be the best place to reside.  However, I want to help anyone that I can find their forever home, where ever that might be.

My question to the residents of Paradise, what obstacles are you currently facing? What can be done now to help in this time of transition? 

It is my hope with this feedback that you are able to find that happy forever home you have always been dreaming about.

Ladies, I hope you all find you someone that loves you the way that CommissarKuku loves CommissarKuku!

Sure why not!

"Men, I hope you all find you someone that loves you the way that CommissarKuku loves CommissarKuku!"

Hello Raffi, though I know it can be easy to ignore Grin-07 as a general rule, you may be interested to find that these questions have been put to all of the container crew associates just down the street from here. That is not to say that your public enthusiasm to help the remaining Paradise residents find their way to permanent work is an unwelcome sight, just that your voice may be more useful in that ongoing conversation as opposed to seeking answers to the same questions anew, as I think we are all very keen to work together to move the last remaining associates from their temporary shelters. 

They now have had a discussion targeted to them specifically, individual recruiters from at least my crew and I assume the others too, as well as my own individual statement which I sent to each container leader. If they don't know at this point where they want to go, I'm not sure they ever will. 

Indeed my reasoning for finding a new corner was that the other conversation down the street had gone off on a tangent that focused on things of the past.  I was hoping to focus this conversation on the here and now.  There are obviously barriers here or we would be seeing more transferring occurring at this time.  I don't know what those barriers are, so I am trying to listen to the people who are affected directly.   I am listening to them in chats, I am listening to them through personal mob mails, and now here on this street corner.

If I understand the barriers I can help to solve them.  The only barrier I would not be able to solve is the prophesied end of the current Paradise crews.  This will happen only at the appointed time.  It is possible that we must simply wait until the signs of the appointed time occur and the end is proclaimed from on high.  We humans have a tendency to procrastinate until we are forced to move.  If this is the case than I can wait patiently and continue to offer to help new and young aspiring mobsters knowing I am doing everything in my power to better these shores.

Mr. S. detached the letter that had been tied up to his pigeons foot and opened the letter up. After reading it carefully, he sighed in despair and threw the crumpled letter out the window, in his swamps. The bugs would take care of it. 
 

He didn’t give a flying fuck about questions asking him what he wanted and all that shit. If he could chose, he would remain a nice civilian, hanging in his swamps, away from everybody. But he knew the people out there, and if he didn’t have the protection from a family, his days were numbered. All he wanted was peace, but he couldn’t have it. 
 

What an absolute waste of time, he thought to himself.

Thank you for your feed back vshrek.  I am sorry you feel this way.  If there is anything I can do to perhaps help you find new protection when your current one is dissolved, please let me know.