AI-generated 1930s art-deco jazz lounge interior, empty
The Copper Scale, the family's lounge. AI-generated dramatization art — not a depiction of any real person or real event.

HQ & Hangouts

Every family has its addresses. The Don's are public, well-lit, and — officially — completely legitimate.

Fiction — dramatization
All locations are fictional and invented for this fan site. No real addresses are given.

The Copper Scale

Headquarters. An art-deco jazz lounge in the heart of Fossil Bay: curved bar, leather booths, a stage where Lucy Songbird holds court nightly, and a long table in the back room where the city gets settled. Big Al minds the door. The map of the boroughs hangs behind the bar — admire it, don’t photograph it.

The penthouse office

Above the Scale: mahogany, venetian blinds, the green banker’s lamp, and the ledger. This is where the Code was written in ‘31 and where the Don holds his private sit-downs. The fedora on the desk is not decorative. It is load-bearing.

Bone Harbor — Pier 9

Silas’s office at the docks: a crane-side cabin with the best view of the neutral ground. The tariff is administered here, in triplicate, with tea.

The tailor’s

Little Cretaceous. Every suit since ‘28. The Don’s pinstripes are cut here, the medallion polished here, and the chalk — per the tailor — fears him here.

Mama’s table (Sunday)

The long table, extended. Sunday dinner is open to the family and, by tradition, to any hungry dinosaur who asks. Attendance is not optional for the crew. Appetite is assumed.

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