The people in your neighborhood — Around 5:30p, the crew at Brooklyn Brewery starts to hose down the loading dock as they await one last pick-up for the day. 11th Avenue springs to life — people leaving work and heading to a neighborhood joint for a cold pint. One by one, passersby catch a glimpse of what must look like a dream job, making beer. But for the brewers and production staff working long hours, that sentiment goes both ways. The bustle of Brooklyn, inches beyond the threshold in full sun, must look like a certain kind of freedom to the guys with mops in their hands, waiting for that last rumbling truck.