ROLL UP…ROLL UP…READ ALL ABOUT IT! PROHIBITION SWEEPS THE STATE! U.S IS VOTED DRY!
It’s 1921. I am standing in the auditorium, a lavish lounge, dimly lit; the atmosphere is heavy with sex and cigar smoke. I look around. Showgirls draped around the ponderous, the affluent and the drunk. The upbeat tempo of the jazz trio made Babette’s seem alive. Money is everywhere. In both the glorious green and gold liquid forms. I look down from the inner circle; at the senators, the council men, the entrepreneurs and the workers. I look at my empire. There are faint sirens in the distance…But I continue to look. Who is going to run this town tonight?