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The 'Sin In The Second City' Party
The Museum of Sex seems to exist solely for 18-year-old tourists from Minnesota to come in and giggle wildly at the adult diapers and dildos on display. Because really, would you pay $14.50 plus tax to see stuff that's probably in your bedroom? But last night, duty called, and so Nikola and I headed over to the museum for the party for Sin in the Second City, a new book about a brothel in turn-of-the-20th-century Chicago. (And guess what? The book is actually really, really good. Even Joseph Epstein thought so!) What we found was that there's nothing publishing types like more than a party at a sex museum, because people who work in publishing are all secretly sexual deviants. Kidding! Well, sort of kidding.
