"Where the hell is this place?!" Google Maps and I are having a lover's quarrel. I'm beginning to run late for my meeting at Bulleit and my GPS keeps bringing me to the same intersection, completely devoid of anything distillery-related save for the growing acreage of verdant corn surrounding me from all sides. There's nary a street sign in sight, and I'm beginning to long for the origami mastery once required to navigate with a simple paper map. (Fortunately, since my visit Google has updated its maps to lead visitors to the correct address.)
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