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See, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I still love the life...We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking.

And now it’s all over. And that’s the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There’s no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent food. Right after I got here I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook. https://video.nostr.build/9ed618d8b80ebe464696456d8b5cf9fb01d7a7b2d0d1228649c24e30b1f49778.mp4

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whit 11mo ago

I may or may not have lived next to that man at one point. All I know is I joked with a neighbor as a teen about him looking like a mobster ..: then they were gone the next day.

SLCW 11mo ago

A very similar thing happened when I was in middle school. There was this who was there one and just gone the next. We learned his dad ran a garbage hauling business and the feds got him. The whole family disappeared literally overnight.

whit 11mo ago

Literally overnight. Crazy 😜 when that happens.

SLCW 11mo ago

I grew up in NY and the head of the Columbo family lived in my neighborhood. There were a bunch of mob guys around my neighborhood. Every night, they'd walk around the block talking quietly among themselves, wearing those ridiculous track suits. They loved those track suits.

whit 11mo ago

I grew up in … Indiana … but looking back : strange life lived indeed. Thinking back I’m ever so grateful to have been a 90’s teen. There is probably something to be said about not allowing others to keep you in the box they draw for you. You know?

Also: we’ve spoken about how I have family in NY but I’m not ready to visit them. Life is weird. Hugs 🫂