Gosh, a Club Where Bosch’s Little Creatures Might Go for Cocktails
On a balmy Friday, four men wearing white gloves hoisted a casket down a quiet street in the Chinatown section of Manhattan. “Make way for the dead!” called out a large man dressed as a priest, with a diamond cross stud and gold chains draped over his clerical collar. A horde of stylish mourners trailed…


