I need to get out of my comfort zone and practice sketchy lineart.

There was this moment at school when my economy teacher explained what black money was and how to most easily make it. As a normally very quiet and introverted student, I joyfully shouted "Almost 3 years of studying economy, and finally we get to the good stuff!"

Long story short, you make cash money and hide it from the government so you don't have to give it to them for tax payment. For cash means there are no traces of digital transaciton as proof left, so you write down a "believable" amount of money in your book. A favorite thing to do inside brothels, casinos, horse races, art sales and the likes. All the government can do if in doubt is send a guy which looks at your daily business, guesses the amount of money you make, and calculates the taxes you need to pay. And if things go wrong, you, the rich businessman, can always send your guy, or guys, to them.

I keep thinking, who ever the fuck invented these printed papers and smelted metal bits called money must be doomed to facepalm over how much things escalated for all eternity.

Anyway, here's Senanca, a main character from my WEBCOMIC who owns a brothel for job title and several cities in reality. He considers "Mafioso" or "Don" to be the wrong and rather offensive term. No, sir, he merely satisfies appetites from around the world. Otherwise he'd be supporting poverty, the ruin of economy, and who would want that. Instead, you deserve to have all the sexual pleasures you can financially afford without a care in the world.

Senanca is an old man in a job where you usually get killed young. Don't make a single mistake for your sake.