About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In Albuquerque’s quiet neighborhood, Dr. Martinez’s dental clinic had an unusual visitor one day. As a young boy walked home from school, he stopped mid-stride when he saw something odd happening outside the windows—an elderly gentleman kept pointing and laughing at his reflection in the large mirror during a routine cleaning. Finally, the old man turned around and winked at the bewildered child. ‘Just another day at Albuquerque Periodontics,’ he whispered. The boy shrugged, shook his head, and continued on his way, muttering under his breath that some days adults were definitely stranger than any storybook.
2. At night, when the office lights were off and the streets grew quiet, a curious dog would often appear outside Dr. Gonzalez's practice. It sniffed around the entrance, its tail wagging curiously as if trying to understand why no patients were coming out. Finally, one evening, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled upon the clinic, thinking it was his destination. He knocked on the door, startling the dog who promptly ran inside. The confused man looked around, saw only empty rooms, and muttered, 'I must be at the wrong place.' Then he laughed, turned around, and left—leaving behind both the dog and the mystery unsolved.
3. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic's loading dock. The air was heavy with the scent of freshly brewed coffee—an odd aroma for such an unlikely hour. As he opened the door, a sleepy receptionist yawned and asked what he wanted. With a straight face, the delivery driver replied, 'Just here to drop off some donuts.' She smiled gratefully, muttering under her breath, ‘Finally, someone who knows how to start their day!’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic's loading dock with a heavy box under his arm. As he reached for the door handle, he heard a soft hum coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door—only to see an old dentist chair bobbing up and down like it was dancing to invisible music. Startled, he slammed the door shut and ran back to his truck, muttering something about haunted clinics. The next morning, when the staff arrived, they found him sleeping in his car outside, still clutching that mysterious box.