![]() ![]() ![]() The sister-madams, Ada and Minna Everleigh, insisted that here a man “would never feel rushed or cheated, disillusioned or alone.” The house boasted three string orchestras, a perfume-spouting fountain, 18-karat-gold spittoons and 30 opulent, themed bedrooms decked out with extras like a full-size effigy of Cleopatra or a station for setting off firecrackers. In the brutal red-light district of Chicago, at the dawn of the 20th century, most brothels emphasized “efficiency instead of fantasy.” But at the Everleigh Club, a double mansion on South Dearborn Street, the “butterflies” wore evening gowns, ate bonbons and read Balzac. ![]()
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