Alecs_Leads you to an abandoned building in Greenwich village. The lookout from above a burnt window nods, As you enter the shanty 4 story rise you can hear dogs barking from below. A heavy set Sicilian man greets Alecs_. You follow him down to a basement where a you see a circle of 40-50 men standing in composure around two men bare knuckle fighting... Alecs_ gestures the young boy with the snap brim, where he then hands him a wad fulla cash. With his eye's looks at the fighter in the khaki pants and then back that boy who gets the order.
Alecs says "I like this place... Fights ain't juiced, Raw stuff ya know... Hard to find that kinna stuff out here... I'ma street guy... like to eat and breathe the life, I find myself in some really grim places... Just my style ya know...
Alecs lights up a spliff, casually stepping and walking out of the savage circle
"I reside here in Grimvillage, my turf... I ran around here since my youth time, so when i got made, i didn't expect to get treated any differently... These are my people, they knew and know what i do and that I'd gladly dangle any one of thare kids over a pack of snapping hounds... Heh"
Approaching a decent size hole in the wall, Alecs stops and turns...
"If you got any use for 30 korean immigrants or know someone who could use um... i got 15 nearby, and 15 coming in on one of my containers, Oh ya, boy's in blue show... this is the exit... i gotta smash out, nice strolling with you."
Alecs walks into the hole in the wall |