Postinho do Alto Boa Vista

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Postinho do Alto Boa Vista one morning and noticed something peculiar on the clinic’s parking lot—a small wooden box, painted bright red with no label or markings. Curious, he approached it and found a note inside reading: ‘Free donuts for anyone who helps move me.’ Turns out, it was a prank from a local bakery, trying to lure customers into their new branch across town. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about strange neighbors.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Postinho do Alto Boa Vista one morning, puzzled by an odd humming sound coming from inside. He peered through the window and saw a nurse singing along to an old radio, her lips moving in perfect sync with some unknown tune. Curious, he knocked on the door, and as soon as she opened it, she burst into laughter, realizing she'd been singing along to static. 'Morning!' she said, wiping away tears. 'Just another day at the clinic.' The delivery driver walked away shaking his head, wondering if everyone in Alto Boa Vista had their own unique way of dealing with the mundane.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Postinho do Alto Boa Vista one morning, frowning as he noticed a strange sign taped to the door. ‘Closed for spiritual cleansing,’ it read. Curious, he knocked on the wooden shutter, and an old man with a wide smile appeared, inviting him inside for coffee. Inside, the place was empty except for a few old photos on the wall. The old man brewed strong Brazilian coffee and offered pastries from his secret stash. After a while, they chatted about life, and the delivery driver realized that everyone in town stopped by here once in a while—just not on scheduled hours. It turned out Postinho do Alto Boa Vista was more of a community hangout than a clinic.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Postinho do Alto Boa Vista one morning, curious. On the clinic’s parking lot, he spotted an old, dusty guitar case, half-hidden among some bushes. He opened it carefully and found inside a crumpled note: ‘If you’re reading this, please give it back to its owner.’ Next to it was a tiny, rusted keyring with a picture of a cat. Turns out, it belonged to a neighborhood cat lady who used it to hide her lunch money from her mischievous kittens.