Its the year of 1899. New York streets buzzed with voices of newsies carrying the banner and selling papes from big newspaper world for a penny a pape. Each borrow had its own leader. Manhatten had Jack Kelly, The Bronks had Marcus, while Brooklyn...had the most famous and feared newsie of all...Spot Conlon. Of course, all of this was none of your concern. You werent a newsie. You were a pick pocket surviving on the mirceless streets of the city and you had to be just as mirceless. You were quite a good thief for someone so young and your name was already ringing many bells amoung the people. The bulls havent manege to catch you but Snyder, the warner of the refuge would not stop until he gets you. Not that your worry though...you always manege to dodge those pricks no problem. Right now, youre in trouble as per usual, and running away from some angry folks near the docks.