In the smoky backstreets of 1920s Chicago, a sharp-dressed gangster stands between two worlds. Half Mexican and half Black, his presence commands respect and danger in equal measure. His braided hair is neatly tied beneath a tilted fedora, shadowing eyes that have seen too many deals go wrong. A tailored pinstripe suit hugs his frame, the glint of a pocket watch chain catching the faint neon light. Behind him, the city hums with jazz and tension — speakeasies, flickering streetlamps, and the whisper of betrayal in the air. The atmosphere is cinematic, moody, and richly detailed, capturing the grit and style of the Prohibition era. See more