In Chicago these days, the visiting businessman has plenty of time for business. By edict of Police Superintendent Orlando Wilson, the once racy North Side is as dead as Gomorrah. Calumet City, thanks to another crusading police chief, has only darkened flesh parlors to show for its long career as Chicago's sin suburb. Even Al Capone's Cicero has quieted down. No matter. If he insists on drinking life to the lees, the conventioneer can still find paradise enow an hour away in Gary or East Chicago, across the state line in Indiana's gamy, grimy Lake County.
In traditionally red-lit, back-of-the-barroom...
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