Let me run you through a typical day in my life. I wake up early because, as the saying goes, the early bird gets the worm. I don't know much about worms, but I love money. My first stop is the local post office, where I make a forced withdrawal from the cash register. Some consider this cruel, I consider it good business.

I always leave a little for them to start back up. I mean, it's not like I want them to go out of business. Where would I make my money then?

The next stop is a warehouse in the warehouse district of Philly. Now, I won't give any locations, just in case the FBN is listening, but I will say that this warehouse produces some more...enticing products for our more playful citizens.

Once I've made sure that the local FBN office is looking the other way, I always make time to go to the corner and do some wheeling and dealing with the local "merchants" myself. It's a very profitable habit to get into, one that I strongly suggest for anyone interested in making money.

Then it's off to the back alleys of Philly for some more discreet purchases. I've heard rumors that for a fee you can get the something over on the local police. Something that, when used right, will force the police to crackdown on the local mob action. Sure, it causes a lot of people to go to jail, but that's not a big problem, is it?

Now, I don't actually use this information myself. Instead, I try to find someone that will sell it cheap, then I flip it and sell it to someone who's really interested in the use of the information, not the cost.

For the rest of the day I take quick flights around the country, carrying some "products" in my carry on luggage to sell in other cities. Exportation, it's a beautiful thing. I do this until the end of the day, robbing stores and post offices here and there while I'm at it.

It's a small paying gig right now, but I've got big plans. And one day, you'll open your eyes, see the name Antonio Montoya, and remember it. One day you'll say "Wow. He's the richest man I've ever met."

And you'll be right.

One day.

Very nice, Antonio. Sounds like a regular day at the office for us criminals. As far as those crackdowns, so THAT's how I got busted today! That's ok though. I think I'm one of the few mobsters here that actually likes jail. I'm a big fan of reading the prison block graffiti. Best of luck to you. Sounds like you're well on your way in This Thing.

I'm really enjoying these letters.

A nice, light hearted way of summarizing a day in all of our lives, Antonio.

Thanks Antonio i enjoyed the read, sounds familiar  :)

i am often involved with conjugal visits from time to time

Nice read, boy does this sound familiar....

A very nice letter. Such a busy life of a mobster my friend. Such a busy life that I would recommend to any upcoming mobster to our community. This is the perfect example of what a mobster should do in their time to make it further on in the world.