(ou isto é o que eu penso do dia dos namorados)
Valentine's Day 1929, Chicago. Valentine's Day occurs at an odd time of the year considering the aspect of the celebration. The day we see lots of heart-shaped cards, banners, and candy. A celebration of our mates, or the day we attempt to win the heart of one.
In Chicago, it was breezy, and very chilly at -8°C. The people were in place. The lookouts watched over the area, the men masquerading as police were ready to go. The lookouts reported they saw "Bugs" Moran enter the garage. The plan went into action. A police car drives up to the garage and witnesses alerted to the siren hurry to their windows. They see four men get out. Two policemen and two in plain clothes. They enter the garage and walk quickly through a corridor and announce that everyone is under arrest. With their lives only moments from ending, the seven men are confused and non-resistant to the 'police'. Present are Frank and Peter Gusenberg, Adam Heyer, James Clark, John May, A.R. Weinshank, and Dr. R. Schwimmer. Dr. Schwimmer, is the only innocent of the seven men. It is still a matter of historical debate as to Schwimmer's reasons for being at the garage that day. It is generally assumed he was a friend or relative of one the Moran gang. Whatever the reasons for his appearance, it could not have been on a worse occasion. Instead, it was Moran's lucky delay that spared him his life.
After the noise of shouting and ordering the men against the wall, there was a brief silence. A silence like a hollow, and echoing clicks. With the terrified men realising, now, it will soon be very loud, but for a moment for only them. The massacre began. With a loud crack the shotguns burst, the Tommy guns spat with ear-splitting ceaseless cracks of their own. It seemed an eternity of noise. Then a brief quiet. The gunmen now approached their victims and stood above them to make sure they would not live. They shot them where they lay, negotiating the shots by the living reflexes still present within their bodies.
ler toda a história aqui e aqui.
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You lucky bastard!
pelo menos ficamos a saber que a inspiração para as tentativas de assassinato falhadas entre gangs adversários é real, no Mafia. Morello e Moran, espírito mafioso partilhado?
Sergio Morello
Etiquetas: celebrações, grandes amores, mafia
posted by saturnine | 11:06 |
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