Coshocton Whiskey Club at Pod & Goggles

The Building That Never Slept
By day, it blended into the streetscape, a respectable facade, a place of ordinary commerce. But after dusk, the real work began. Behind shuttered windows and locked doors, whiskey, wine and beer barrels rolled across the floorboards, barrels rolled into the building via underground tunnels from the rivers edge, bottles clinked in burlap, and the air filled with the sharp, sweet scents of rebellion. Local bootleggers used this building as their headquarters: a distribution point, a meeting place, and a safe haven from prying eyes, also a place for discreet encounters. Hidden storage rooms, false walls, and cleverly disguised entrances allowed the operations to thrive even as federal agents intensified their efforts across the region.
The Characters Who Made It Happen
Coshocton's bootlegging scene wasn't run by big-city gangsters, it was powered by enterprising locals. Farmers who knew how to distill. Shopkeepers who knew how to keep quiet. Drivers who knew every back road between Roscoe Village and the county line. The building became their unofficial clubhouse, a place where deals were struck, routes were planned,
and the occasional celebratory drink was poured despite the law. As for the women of the night, this building was their domain as well, and that's another long story too!

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