About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar on the counter: an old envelope with no return address and a stamp that hadn’t been used in decades. Curious, he opened it and found a letter from someone long gone, asking for directions to a place that no longer existed. The regular showed it to a delivery driver who laughed so hard he almost dropped his package. Turns out, the envelope was part of an old-timey prank organized by retired neighbors, meant to amuse future generations visiting the post office.
2. A little boy entered the post office one day and pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Mama,’ he said, ‘why is that bird flying around up there?’ The mother smiled and whispered, 'That's no bird, honey. That's just Mr. Smith, our friendly postman, checking the ventilation system.' The little boy nodded knowingly, satisfied with her answer, while a nearby delivery driver chuckled softly, thinking to himself, 'Another day in the Trade Center Post Office—nothing ever seems ordinary here!'
3. At dawn, when most postal workers were just arriving, a delivery driver noticed something unusual outside the Trade Center Post Office: a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, left anonymously on the steps. Curious, he picked it up and saw that inside was an old calendar with a note: ‘Happy New Year from your friendly neighborhood mailman!’ Turns out, it was a prank from a regular who always got excited about the new year early.
4. At sunrise, before anyone else arrived, a mail truck pulled up to the Trade Center Post Office. The driver stepped out and stretched, then noticed something odd: a faint whiff of freshly baked bread drifted from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady in a blue apron, busily arranging stacks of letters into tiny paper bags filled with crumbs. ‘Oh dear,’ she said, noticing him for the first time, ‘I must’ve forgotten to lock up again.’ She smiled warmly, offering him a baggie of fresh cookies. The delivery driver accepted it gratefully, thinking to himself: ‘Maybe I should start bringing my own breakfast.’