Add to all this thematic extras like troublesome customers, club upgrades, random historical events, a fully functioning campaign mode and the ever present threat of getting closed down by Prohibition Agents, it would seem that The Opulent has all the raw ingredients to make the perfect gaming experience.
I don't know about you but I find it hard to wind down in the evenings. Sometimes my girlfriend and I sit there and 'watch' a tv show, but we'll both be scrolling through nonsense on phones or the iPad, so we never really properly switch off. It's the electronic distraction of modern life that's thrust me back into the arms of a relationship I'd ended in the early 90s - board gaming.
At the end of 2016 something inside me snapped. I got sick of not being able to have a proper conversation with people because their eyes kept tracking down to note incessant updates from their phone -- almost as if their little plastic PA was jealous of not getting their undivided attention.
Do you ever wonder if the kitchen's of the rich and famous are as messy and disorganised as ours? Does Elton John's grill perennially smoke up when he's got bacon on? Does Keith Richards curse when taking the bin out because Mick Jagger has gone and bought the cheap bin bags again? In this picture I explore the possibility of whether U2's The Edge has a messy 'odds and sods' drawer like most of us all do.
Imagine if the public figures we idolise because of how cool they are turned out to have secret hobbies that were dead nerdy or 'square'? I love the idea of Rock Gods walking off stage and heading to the nearest railway station to go train spotting, or glamorous sporting heroes finishing a vital game then racing off to play Dungeons and Dragons.
Bands spend lots of hours hanging out together, especially when rehearsing for a tour or writing a new album, I'm pretty sure that time must drag. In this picture I put forward what life must be like round at ZZ Top's house when it's a wet miserable Sunday afternoon. How would they entertain themselves?
As accusations of guilt and protestations of innocence flew about under the star filled night sky it felt like we'd been teleported back 400 years to the Salem Witch Trials. It was staggering how a simple card game can provide such a fascinating looking glass into the human soul - evasion, persuasion, suspicion, suggestion you'll see it all here.
Time once again to peer behind the sanitised public veil of the modern celebrity, this time we ponder whether the rich and famous have home IT problems just like the rest of us.
Time to delve once again behind the public veil of celebrity life. This time I pose the question - does rapper 50 Cent actually put together his own flat pack furniture? If so, does he get really confused and angry like the rest of us?
Tom Odell has got a new song out called Magnetised, it's good and that but I wonder whether he's trying to send us a secret message about a superpower he has. Could this be a late bid for being in the X-Men?