i mean, they are not great so i'll keep it relatively short. his driver is on i75, suave spots a muffler on the road. tells his driver to pull over, suave gets out, walks on the highway, grabs the muffler, throws it into his suv cadillac, "its good money in scrap".  had three kids? two? no sons, all woman. one of them, we called him the prince, his family and suaves were friends for a long time. the prince was supposedly a trades guy, he was a clear cake eater though. the daughter was a control freak nut and the prince was whipped to shit, waiting on her hand and foot. literally a "yes honey" guy. fucked whores in the properties he owned. he is next in line for the fortune, so i doubt you will find literally anything on him. three kids, there isn't a way you could find them.  story goes, suave wanted to build something in detroit. kilpatrick asked for bribe, suave said no, kilpatrick then gave the contract to another company. suave didn't like that, rats on kilpatrick. co-worker was deep into mob history, the inner workings of it. always claimed suave was part of the some part of the mob. he is as italian as it gets. we worked in the taxi company he owned, the "owner" of it was a wife beater wearing, greasy, gold chain, fat, hairy wop. i worked in his mansion in the richest part of michigan, it was a museum. million dollar paintings, red velvet rooms, gold everywhere, tacky really. a full blown stereotype. saw pictures of the family, wedding photos, ever seen the godfather? it was 1:1. worked in his yacht house that was on the detroit river or some shit. you would never think there was millions of dollars worth of boats there. his mechanic was a strange genius that stripped two full yacht engines, piece by piece, and reassembled them in the motor room. twice. found polaroids of old beach photos, naked woman, tropical paradises, some creep shots.
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