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| The Baseball Furies are one of the most feared gangs. They wear baseball gear and carry baseball bats which they are keen to swing in Riverside Park. |
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| The Moonrunners wear silver space style-suits and also these purple vests with moon necklaces. Their turf is Pelham in The Bronx. They have a rivalry with The Scorpions, which moved into where The Van Cortlandt Rangers hung thier coats before The Wolves chased them away, leading them to The Turnbull AC's, There, they were killed for stepping on Bulls turf. |
| The Orphans weren't very well known. They were very low class and were not on the Riff's network. They were armed with razor blades. They were killed by The Wolves when they bopped through Tremont. |
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| The (Gramercy) Riffs are the largest gang in the city and Cyrus was their leader until he got shot. Masai became the leader when Cyrus died. |
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| The Saracens wear black vests with a white trim. They are the rival gang of both The Jones Street Boys and The Quarter Horses who also have turfs in Bensonhurst. |
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| This all-female gang can usually be found hanging out at Union Square. They are packed with guns and are won't think twice when it comes to shooting. They share turf with The Punks at The Bowery, Manhattan. |
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| The Turnbull AC's turf is in themat Gunhill, (The Bronx). The Turnbulls are a mixed bunch who hang around on old school buses that have been painted green. They carry chains and planks of wood for weapons. |
| Please Note: This is just a fanfic that I wrote. There are no real gangs used in this story. Please take note that being a part of a gang is a dangerous way of life. The Gang Death Rate is worse than Death Row. Being in a gang may give you a sense of belonging and a "Group" of friends, but, that could all end before you have a chance to live life. So please, stay safe and be gang free. |
| The Punks hang out in a subway station at The Bowery, Manhattan. The lead guy (on the right) wears rollerskates and skates around the station. They look a bit like farmers in their dungarees. |
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