The Hit House

Every so often, while cleaning, I try to recollect all of those whose lives ended in this house; I usually can't remember them all at once, but I dredge up a few each time.
Fat Tommy, and Angelo Farina died in my entryway; Dominic Brunetti bit it in my kitchen.
I guess remembering them all is tough because it was just business, with no hate to sear the memories into my mind.
Who knows?
The only one that I recall perfectly, is Nicky Germanotta; cocksucker bled so much, you can see the stain in the basement, if you look up.