Mickey pulled over to the side of the road in his '28 Cadillac Town Sedan.  The bright city lights of Chicago lit up the night sky in front of him and as his headlights shone upon a graffiti'd billboard.
 

abandon hope all ye who enter here

STAY OUTTA MY POCKETS Welcome to Chicago

The Windy City 
GRIN CITY
Population 3,376,438 -1 pretty soon, punk

☠ WATCH YOUR BACK!!! ☠

"Quite the artist," Mickey quipped to himself admiring the skulls sprayed on either side of the warm greeting some budding Picasso had added to the sign.

Mickey brushed at the lapels of his new jacket, brushing away imaginary dust from the long ride from Detroit.  He lifted a cigar to his lips and lit it with a grin.

"Miss Billie's outfit must be somewhere around here.  This looks like the beginning of a beautiful business venture."