Johny was the neighborhood’s respected hidden mob boss. No major mafia, just a few organized men. But he had the respect of the area, he treated everyone fairly. He was crafty and always knew how to make something basic and simple to appear grandiose.

His friends would always gather in his backyard and sit around the this mini table, they would eat or play cards and they would do everything on that table.

Many years now that Johnys is in a retirement and his grand kids took the house. His old buds give the home a last visit. The grand son started taking the table apart, and it’s wrappings came off. And they see inside the table was actually a child’s plastic tea having round table. Even this child’s toy he wrapped in such elegance that it felt respectable for all those years. Johny will be missed around these parts.