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The Whistle of the Knife Sharpener

We—who are we? I was born in 1914 to a large fortune; my wife could not have said the same—we were down in Mexico as a result of an untimely conviction in the state of Louisiana. My wife began drinking quite heavily. She had found herself without her beloved Benzedrine inhalers, endowed with excellent parts, a husband, and two young children, and bored, bored. Inclined by nature to industry, she’d put away a quart of tequila a day, just slugging it down; fond of the ‘all day,’ you know? Never showed the least respect for the wise and the good. Nor, for that matter, any sign of being drunk.

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Vorovskoy Mir

It had for centuries been a wholly closed society. Extravagantly depraved and despairing, rejecting morality, politics, patriotism and even social intercourse with the outside world. The Thieve’s World…Vorovskoy Mir…this is the name given to the direct predecessor of the Russian mafia.

Born in a time when all property was owned in theory, by the Tsar, felonies were not only crimes, they were attacks on the state. Organized crime in Tsarist Russian developed into a highly ritualized secret society. A society complete with it’s own complicated customs and traditions, strict rules and codes of honor. Members distinguished themselves from one another using an elaborate series of tattoos. These told the story of where the man had been and what he had accomplished. One rule above all others ruled The Thieves’ World: Never sell out to the state.

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The Rape of Nanking

In December of 1937, the Japanese Imperial Army marched into China’s capital city of Nanking and proceeded to murder 300,000 out of 600,000 civilians and soldiers in the city. The six weeks of carnage would become known as the Rape of Nanking and represented the single worst atrocity during the World War II era in either the European or Pacific theaters of war.

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I started with dope around fourteen, but I wasn’t actually using it. I was handling it. First, I have to tell you the dope back then was handled entirely differently from it is now. People that were dope fiends, you’d never know they were dope fiends, for the simple reason that they didn’t nod on no corners, they weren’t greasy, and if they stole anything, you would never know. They were clean, their clothes looked good, and they only stole the best. They kept money in their pockets, and nobody talked, nobody said “Oh, listen, there’s Teddy who’s a dope fiend.” It was a quietly kept thing.

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