Cop Gangs of New York

last night I had one long dream that was constant and consistant, last night I dreamed I had just moved to live in what I thought was New York City. I was living at an old hotel building that had been turned into apartments, Id say the building was built during the early 1920s because of the style, size and how old it looked, it looked to me like it was about 30 years old, I was about 16-18 years old and I guess the year might have been somewhere around the early 1950s. I had a pistol in my apartment and I was playing with it when my local street cop looked in general direction and saw the gun, he came over to talk to me about it, to tell me to be careful with it and all the recomendations that go along with a gun. The Cop in the dream looked just like or was my real life neighbor who is a real life traffic police, he came over a couple of time to my house when I had my cyber cafe and thats how I know him in real life, well in the dream he was a regular street cop in New York and he looked as young as he does in real life, he told me he was new to the (new york) police and that all the older cops had young helpers, (kinda like a cops youth) the helpers would run errands for the police maybe make or receive payments and keep an eye out for them, he asked me if I wanted to be his helper, since I was new to the city and I did want to make friends and belong I said sure, but I didnt feel comfortable about the situation specially since he was very sure about taking me under his wing, he would kinda put his hand on my shoulder like friendly gesture and he would tell me not to worry about the pay or any kinds of problems, but that only made me worry more because Im the kind of guy that KNOWS nothing is free, so I would have much more have liked it if he had told me what the pay was and what I had to do, but he didnt want me to worry, I mentioned I was looking for a hardware store but that I couldnt find one, so he took me to one near the docks, I said thanks as we were coming back to the apartments we crossed a very small park, the size of the footprint of a skyscraper, but it had a fountain and plants and trees, a bunch of other cops were there preparing for flag honors that day, he told me he sold old gasoline station uniforms on the side and I could help him move those, then he introduced me to the other youths, each COP had his own to run errands, I dont know if each helper had anymore helpers but thats what I saw and found out at the moment, the cop who looked like my neighbor left me there with the other helpers and we said hi and they asked if I wanted to play with them a game (flaming rubber soccer) I dont know if the game had a name but it was just a bouncy small rubber ball put on fire and you played with it like it was soccer, I played a little while then went back to my apartment because I found flag honors to be boring, when I reached my apartment I wanted to go to the bathroom so I went behind where the old hotel registration office and clerk was located which was now turned into a shoe repair shop or knitting store and I went down some stairs to the public bathroom as to no not go all the way to my apartment on the fifth or sixth floor, so those stairs led down to the old parking garage which was now turned into a taxi central, you went down to the garage level and the old mens half of the bathroom was turned into a cafe for the taxi drivers,, so I asked the woman who ran the cafe if I could use the bathroom, she said sure you can, and she even gave me some spare change, she said she was giving me the money because I had brought more clients into the cafe, I was stranged when she said that but I took the money anyway, againwas I some sort of performer?... and I woke up from the dream before I could use the bathroom... now in real life my police neighbor seems like a nice guy, I dont think he´s into corruption like he was in the New York dream and he doesnt sell old gas station uniforms like he did in the dream, the only thing Ive seen him do outside of his work is buy used cars, fix them up and sell them, but its not like you see every week a different luxury car, just your normal kind of buy and sell activity, so who knows why I pictured him in that dream... I think I found the hotel and the park, the hotel is The Plaza Hotel and the park was the Grand Army Plaza (Manhattan)... of course it looked older and weathered in the dream, aparently they have been remodeled and fixed... I just read that the Plaza Hotel was built in 1097 so I could have been there in the early 1940s... actually the game we played was more like hockey puck...