But it was the rather lowly position of messenger boy, janitor, cook for a Brooklyn cathouse that piqued my interest. As opposed to high risk, low reward crime... some of it without any perception of possible economic gain, Bennie’s first ‘regular’ job, one in which he performed chores each day and got paid each day, attracted interest. I plied for details, easily obtained after six days establishing the thoroughness of my governance.
I had Bennie talk, divulging all. He was broken indeed.
The brownstone edifice serving as the cathouse on Flatbush Avenue probably would have been quite the establishment in more fashionable times for New York City’s largest borough. The structure was five floors. A main floor parlor where the madam/owner managed the business affairs and a kitchen where Be
