Eighty-four years ago last night, also a Sunday, Nick Luciano, called 
“Cheeks” because of a long scar on the right side of his face, was 
invited to a small dinner party at a “grimy” lower Eastside restaurant. 
After nearly a year of seclusion in Bayonne, NJ Luciano gladly accepted 
the invitation. You see, the reason Nick was in Jersey was because he squealed on some former gun toters he palled around with which ended up with them going to the chair. These guys had friends and Nick knew they weren't going to let bygones be bygones.
     So into New York Nick went. The party, consisting of four other men and three women,
 was going well and all seemed to be having a good time when at 4:00am 
the next morning an undetermined number of men entered the restaurant 
and made their way to the back room where Luciano and his cohorts were 
having their fun. The men approached the party and pulled out pistols. 
Knowing Luciano’s history, the men and women who were a moment before 
partying with him all quickly vacated the premises and left “Cheeks” to 
his fate. Once they had him isolated the gunmen opened up and perforated
 Nick with twenty bullets.
 
 
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Wow, so the risk of death was preferable to staying in New Jersey. I guess some folks just don't like the Garden State.
It gets a bad rap.
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