Welcome to [Mafia] Hyperspace, a retrofuturistic romp through a great city without a name, where everyone drives supercars and wears sunglasses even though it’s always night time. It’s a place where rain falls often, given an almost mystical quality of colour by the glow of the neon signs of the districts downtown, signs standing as beacons of immorality on the fronts of the nightclubs, gamblers’ dens, and so on,—sketchy places where everyone can find something,—welcoming people who know better,