A brother and sister are forced to leave their home country. She wants the same rights as a man. He just wants to love one. They arrive on the lower East side of Manhattan, finding lodging and work in a hotel. Unknown to them, the hotel is actually a front for a gang run brothel. Little by little the brother and sister move toward what they desire most. Little by little, each are lured deeper into the dirty dealings of the hotel, a place so corrupt the only way working girls can checkout is by swallowing Carbolic acid. It’s New York City in 1902. And this is McGurk’s Suicide Hall, a fictional account of actual events.