Thursday, July 13, 2006
I visit the brothel
Given that I've written a novel (appearing February 2007) about a Gold Rush prostitute, I was highly interested in the Malakoff Diggins brothel. It is not open to the public and in fact looks like demolition is imminent, but we peeked through the windows and saw a brass bedstead (we think). The brothel was termed a boarding house, which maybe explains why it is situated right next to the fanciest house in town (the one that's haunted; see post below). It appears that the E Clampus Vitus guys have sort of taken it over for meetings: I'm intrigued by the clampers. Who are these guys who help out the widows and orphans in their union suits?