"Slot. no. Carbone wouldn’t touch this place. It's called Stinky-Fingered Al’s. Joker who owns it used to be a proctologist before he got busted from the doc biz for improprieties unbecoming a member of the profession. Makes you wonder about the improprieties that are becoming. The trade is strictly low-level gamblers and hustlers, mostly longshoremen and biue collar. There’s about eight killings a year there, and maybe two attempted robberies."