On the third floor of a tenement in Hell’s Kitchen, the sorceress awaits.
The walls of her lair are ocher, the curtains green crushed velvet. Books of arcane knowledge with titles like “Talking to the Dead” line one wall from floor to ceiling.
Customers file in. The sorceress wears a black velvet cape. Her dark hair hangs to her waist. She commands the spirits of the dead and reads cards with uncanny accuracy.
It is, in one sense, just a show. The sorceress is a magician named Belinda Sinclair; her visitors — 10 people make a full house — have paid $65 or more to watch an intimate performance, “A Magicienne Among the Spirits,” in a secret location.