Weird place to grow up.
I was offered a job once with a nice greek faction of the racketeers.
Oh they didn’t word it that way, but it was bad ju ju.
I walked away.
Notice all the successful ones in the last 20 years are in cahoots with the gubmint?
Still. Fascinating stuff when it comes to character psychology.
Oh they didn’t word it that way, but it was bad ju ju.
I walked away.
my dad was an honest(everything is relative) NYC COP...at my parents wedding he was approached by some of my mothers second cousins who were connected...asking him if he wanted to be a sergeant. He smiled and walked away. that was dad.