New York,

he was leaning against the wall of Luciano's Barber shop, Ellis Island and Sicili still fresh in the memory.
His friends had told him that the Italians pretty much ran New York, he had been impressed but he knew better now,
Kids as old as 12 he had seen with a knife, al kinds of gangs, families and nationalities all wanting a piece of the action

He was glad a Don had taken him in and thus far it has been good, luckily Luciano did not give him any trouble
and was more then willing to pay tribute to the Don.

Now he was relaxing and thinking about the future, it could be a very good one if the family played their cards right,
he chatted with some of the local boys, Paulie and Mario, even the Consigliere came to shake his hand.

Luciano came walking out with a stash of money and handed it over to him "Give the don my regards" He said and walked back in.

He put the money in his pocket and walked on after saying goodbyeto the boys

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