While the rest of the country was forced to go dry, underneath Downtown Los Angeles the party never stopped.
Despite prohibition laws, 11 kilometers of support tunnels became passageways to basement speakeasies with innocuous fronts above ground. Patrons could move about under town, boozing it up without a care in the world, while the Mayor’s office ran the source of hootch.
King Eddy Saloon, an establishment that’s been alive and kicking on 5th and Main because the 1900s, hid in plain sight fronting as a piano shop. Now an official saloon once more, its basement still remains a portion of the tunnel system, littered with crumbling brick lines and graffiti murals.
Aside from the support tunnels, you will find likewise abandoned subway and equestrian tunnels in the days before private vehicles started clogging up LA’s city streets. There are tales of the tunnels being used by police to transport prisoners, bank security to move huge quantities of money safely, and both coroners and mobsters to store bodies. Now they are mostly closed off, but a few are still accessible and are used as film locations, easy shortcuts by town employees between buildings, and also a place for runners to train on the infrequent event of terrible weather.
To research the former street of the LA underground, then you must slip behind the Hall of Records on Temple Street and find an easy-to-miss elevator. You’ll be transported down into a subterranean passage full of mysterious street artwork, rusted machinery, and iron stoves that restrict your quest to regions deemed earthquake secure. Officially, the tunnels have been closed to the general public.
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