MJ’s Gilded Palace of Sin

The year? Late 1800s.

The place? The Storyville District (red light district) of New Orleans.

The establishment? MJ’s Gilded Palace of Sin; the poshest bordello in the city.





Revel in the opulent surroundings. The overstuffed divans, the heavy, red velvet draperies, the potted palms, chandeliers, mirrors, oriental rugs, erotic paintings, fountains, grand piano, lavish banquet room and fully-stocked bar.

And in the private boudoirs? Big brass beds and double slipper cast iron clawfoot tubs.

And at the centre of this scene? Madame MJ holds court in this den of decadence and delight.





And you, her bitches, all play your parts.

Each one of you has a special role to play.

It’s not just any bordello, mind you. This “gentlemen’s club” caters to unusual and offbeat tastes.

So, those of you who choose to be courtesans in the Gilded Palace of Sin, please state your own particular talent. The one unique gift that sets you apart from all the others and draws in the clientele.





IVD, naturally, is the Palace’s biggest money-maker. That little wench brings in the big bucks not based upon any unique talent but rather on his ability to turn over the punters at an alarming rate. Ka-ching!

For those of you who would prefer not to soil your dainty petticoats, The Palace requires other roles as well.

For example, I imagine big boys Tazzy and Eddie Waring taking on the role of security at the door.

There are many different employment positions to be filled at MJ’s Gilded Palace of Sin. Name yours.

p.s. This idea was inspired by Garfer’s posting.

UPDATE: July 26, 2007. Infomaniac has left the country … again! This time I’m in Seattle. See you soon.