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"1956, what a shit year." You mumble as you sit at the edge your bed, holding in your shaking hand the remnants of your last cigarette. You take one final drag and watch the red ash tumble onto the tacky tan carpet before you sigh and look at the door to your room it's swinging freely with a busted lock. James Toffman and his thugs came by like they always did when you ran a scam in their territory, instead of a stern talking to this time however they beat the lesson into you and took your wallet with all your cash and made sure to trash your room. Fortunately you had planned for this and the 50 bucks stored under your trashcan had been left behind.
==Current Dough: 50$==
You stand up and groan as the pain in your ribs comes moaning back to life, straightening your deep blue suit you remind yourself never to be so lazy running a scam in this town again.
Wait..what town are you in?
>Las Vegas, NV
>Los Angeles, CA
>New York, NY
>Miami, FL
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>>803118
>>New York, NY
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>>803118
> Fortunately you had planned for this.
Good fucking plan dipshit.
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New York. The big apple, as a small time con artist from Jersey you would stand on the Jersey side of the Hudson and see that skyline. You'd dream of being in the city and making money, driving cars and wearing suits you'd only ever seen in magazines. Still while the city is beautiful and bustling with life, she's one tough broad. Besides your usual low level scams, a cup game here maybe some pick-pocketing there, you had been unable to get any real cash. Anything you dod make you either blew it on booze and dames or it was taken by thugs. Still before you had it all taken you'd made a respectable profit, what kind of scams were your specialty?
>I could talk anyone out of their money, I got a silver tongue and honeyed words
>My hands are the fastest this side of the Mississippi, picking pockets, hiding cards, all child's play
>I got wings on my feet I would just get them to set the money down and I'd grab it and be off.
>I'm a master of misdirection, if I need someone to focus on something while I do something else it's a breeze.
>Write-In
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>>803158
Not all plans are good plans. Current con artist isn't the sharpest, or he wouldn't have to rely on cons.
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>>803191
> misdirection
We should use the cops to distract some thugs while we steal from them.
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>>803191
>>My hands are the fastest this side of the Mississippi, picking pockets, hiding cards, all child's play
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>misdirection
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>>803191
>I could talk anyone out of their money, I got a silver tongue and honeyed words
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>>803191
>Disguise is the name of the game. I'm an impostor. I can be anyone in the world.
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