Since you're gone my empty arms have nothing left to hold

Ok I couldn't delay any longer, I HAD to read it tonight... And damn am I glad I did!! This is just... unf so fucking perfect!!! You managed to take enough elements of Boardwalk that the scene you had in mind is easily recognizable, but at the same time it's original enough not to be predictable for one second. It kinda makes me laught when you call Jimmy/Richard a "fucked up D/C" (cause, well, as if D/C isn't fuckep up enough already, right?), but it so totally is that it kind of hurt, like, everytime Richard is tilting his head, or the staring contests, or the whorehouse, and damn there's so many things in common between these 2 pairings I could probably keep going for the rest of the night... Anyway like I told you, I've been wanting this fic since about S01E07 of BE, and I couldn't have hoped for more: The atmosphere, the characterization, in one word this is just PERFECT!