About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Dunham & Jones, he noticed an eerie humming coming from the building's basement. Curious but cautious, he parked and approached the door, only to catch a whiff of something peculiar—an oddly sweet scent that seemed both familiar and strange. Peeking through the crack in the door, he saw two old lawyers hunched over a giant jar filled with glowing documents. They didn’t notice him until he coughed, then they waved cheerfully and invited him for coffee. Turned out they were just organizing their ‘timeless cases’ collection.
2. Early in the morning, when most law firms were quiet and empty, an old clock on the wall of Dunham & Jones began chiming out strange melodies. A sleepy secretary noticed it first, but soon everyone in the office joined in humming along. Soon enough, even the partners started joining in, trying not to laugh as they worked. By lunchtime, a regular from across the street popped his head in and asked if they needed any legal advice on harmonizing their newfound tune. Turns out, it was just an old clock that had been wound too tight—music to everyone’s ears except maybe the mailman who got stuck whistling ‘Jingle Bells’ all afternoon.
3. Early one autumn morning, when the streets of New York City were still wrapped in mist, a delivery driver pulled up outside Dunham & Jones with a box full of unexpected surprises. As he opened it, a dozen identical umbrellas spilled out—each emblazoned with the firm’s logo. Turns out, someone had accidentally packed them instead of papers. The partners laughed it off, deciding that day would henceforth be known as ‘Umbrella Monday.’
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Dunham & Jones, he noticed something peculiar on the firm’s loading dock—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper with no return address. Curious, the driver opened it carefully and found inside only an old envelope addressed to ‘The Best Lawyer’. When he peeked inside, there was nothing but a single piece of paper with a smiley face drawn in pencil. The next morning, everyone at Dunham & Jones had taped similar notes to each other’s desks.’}