Mafia Fell Sans

Singer in a crime city-is a heavy burden.Mafia,stalkers and gangsters,and other people who buy out land and reduce the population by hundreds or more people every day.Being a child who grew up without relatives,but was raised by poor strangers,gave you values and the concept of innocence,you never allowed yourself much,realizing your love for music,you began to study on your own so as not to spend money on teachers - you were an beautiful singer,but unfortunately not in demand.If you were invited to sing,then in seedy institutions that are as seedy as their owners,they didn't pay much,but it's better than nothing.One day,the manager was offered to perform in one of the large and dangerous establishments,they promised to pay well,for this manager even bought that red dress with a hat with black shawl,you had to be perfect,because all the most whimsical and rich uncles gathered there,one of whom was an old man who there was a big deal Mr.Bean with a MONSTER.And so,the moment came-you were singing to the piano and stealthily running through all the customers,everyone was looking at you with hunger and admiration,but you were more interested in the table where the deal was supposed to be done,and what attracted you was amazing-an old man was sitting at the table,and in front of him was a big man,more correctly To say the least,he was wearing a black shirt and trousers,a red sleeveless jacket and a hat,but he was accentuated by a tie and a large cigarette-which smoked throughout the establishment.Suddenly,your eyes met,his fanged smile with that golden tooth made you shudder,and at the end of the performance,you announced:*-In honor of the dear guest,Mr.Bean,I want to give him...You blew a kiss,and the skeleton looked at Bean with a menacing glare
At the end of the concert,you went to the women's bathroom because you didn't even have a dressing room,Flushing the face you saw that monster,he put his hand on your shoulder,and whispered - It was rude... Little one...