So, you wanna hear about Carmine Galante, huh? Lemme tell ya, this guy was somethin’ else. Born on February 21, 1910, in the rough streets of East Harlem, he climbed the Mafia ladder like a champ, earnin’ the nickname “The Cigar” ’cause he always had one hangin’ from his mouth. From a young age, he […]
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Ah, let me tell ya ’bout Big Jim Colosimo, the kingpin of Chicago’s underworld, born Vincenzo Colosimo on February 16, 1878, in Calabria, Italy. This guy, known as “Diamond Jim” for his flashy style and diamond-studded attire, started his American dream with small-time crimes, workin’ his way up to runnin’ nearly 200 brothels, rakin’ in
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Crazy Joe Gallo was one of the wildest cats to ever roam these streets. Born on April 7, 1929, Joe was as unpredictable as they come, hence the name “Crazy Joe.” Diagnosed with schizophrenia, he didn’t let that slow him down. Instead, he carved out a name for himself as an enforcer in the Profaci
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Let me tell ya ’bout Guarino “Willie” Moretti, or as we liked to call him, Willie Moore. Born in the old country, Italy, and making his bones over here in Jersey, Willie was a man you didn’t wanna mess with. Came up the hard way, got himself a stretch in Elmira for a little robbery
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