Friends, I bring news of a man from a bloodline that needs no introduction to these Streets.  

It is the Kuklinski bloodline.  For those unfamiliar, allow me to introduce it.  This bloodline singlehandedly kept the Streets alive during a time of epic repression, murder and fear.  His kin fought valiantly, and selflessly, timelessly, to keep the Streets as they should be: busy.  This bloodline sacrificed leadership, riches and adulation to keep these Streets alive.  

And in return, they asked for nothing.

This is not the time or place to list the achievements of this bloodline, the leading role in the Winter of Discontent, that saw Godfathers fall and a regime of terror usurped.  Now isn't the time to recount how his kin ran an entire city, the youngest and lowliest ranked city boss that's ever been known.  Yes, his kin were responsible for some of the most sensational killings this thing has known, and of course, who can forget the cities levelled at his behest.  It would be disrespectful to Prem to discuss the time the Kuku bloodline caused his entire city to fall using mere words, and let's not dwell on the lessons taught to WhereWasI.

Let us instead deliver this message - Kuku is living his life as a civilian elsewhere but he wants me to act as his envoy.  

If I raise $5M, I am assured that Richard_Kuklinski will return to our shores.  He wants to once more be nominated for Street Orator of the Year.

How much money must we donate in order for you to assure he DOESN'T return?

$10,000,000

Such a shame that Gaspipe decided to commit suicide. I feel like I can't make any contributions any more. What with there not being a registered charity address or P.O Box accepting donations for the cause.

Madara sighs disappointingly at the lack of ability to keep the keep kukulinski family blood line here fund raising thing alive.

Also, is there any proof you and your bloodline isn't just a bunch of tricksters trying to cash in on the good name of others for profit? Madara says whilst vaguely looking towards the clouds. Madara knew the futility of asking questions to a dead man and the chances of a response were highly improbable to none existent, unless people did indeed hang out in the clouds after death... in which case the chances were only improbable to none existent. Never the less, they held out hope for a response.

Or, in this case, cash in on the bad name of others.

Never heard of him.