It’s somewhere around 11 p.m., and Jezebel’s Juke Joint and Brothel (3862 High St.) is jumping.
It’s Mardi Gras. Purple, green and gold streamers festoon the brick walls, and a giant Mardi mask overlooks the festivities from a perch above the crowd. Most of the crowd is wearing feathery masks, too, and draped with beads.
Jezebel’s is getting packed as Fat Tuesday fades into Ash Wednesday, and the revelers are rowdy. Loud blues music pounds through the old building — it’s been around more than 100 years — and the dance floor is filling up. The bar is slammed with happy customers celebrating both Mardi Gras and Jezebel’s grand opening.
Some buildings are just meant to be what they are. After decades of saloons filling its space, and maybe a real upstairs brothel back in the day, Jezebel’s is one of those buildings.

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