The Bird
Who Wanted
It All
Every empire starts in the gutter. El Paloma started his on a rooftop in Little Havana, watching the yachts come in, counting what wasn't his β yet.
They laughed at the pigeon in the black shirt. They stopped laughing when he showed up with the chain, the shades, and a gold piece longer than he was tall. Now every rooftop from Ocean Drive to the Solana mempool pays respect.
"In this flock, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the crumbs." β El PalomaSee The Empire
Is Yours