The Eighteenth Amendment
Date: 10/11/2018, Categories: Historical, Author: kornslayer1, Source: LushStories
I walked up onto the boardwalk on a bright summer day, just heading to work. I calmly walked down the boardwalk as several others used it to get where they needed to go in New Jersey in 1928. Unfortunately for me, I needed to keep a close eye out. "Pay no attention to me, I'm just a simple man that operates a barber shop," I whispered, entering my place of work, wearing a white work shirt and tan pants. I walked in and shut the door. "Good," I muttered, strolling towards the back. I made my way back there passing the chairs, mirrors and the rest of my barber supplies. I looked back towards the front door and saw people walking by, but not looking inside my shop. I opened the door in the back and quickly entered. "So, how are we doing?" "Good, we have several barrels waiting to sell, sir," a male worker replied, rolling a barrel towards me. He put it up onto its end and I leaned towards it. I grabbed a cup as he opened the barrel up. I brought the cup down to the barrel and filled it up. I took a drink. "Yes, a superb taste and always plenty of people willing to break the law. How much do we have that's ready?" "Come and see," he invited me, strutting back into another room. I got sight of my ten workers brewing alcohol and loading it into barrels. I looked towards the side and saw at least twenty full barrels. "Nice, and has anyone asked any questions?" "No, we've been careful, sir. We still have the federal government agents that are looking for anything suspicious. ...