About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most lawyers were still dreaming of briefcases and court dates, an old man in a tweed suit walked into Swift / Currie’s empty office. He opened the ancient safe with a rusty key, pulled out a leather-bound notebook, and began whispering strange formulas into his coffee cup. Suddenly, a sleepy delivery driver knocked on the door, asking for directions. The old man looked up, blinked a few times, then smiled and said, 'Ah, my young apprentice!' He poured some coffee into an envelope and handed it to him, muttering something about 'the next generation's legal mysteries'. The driver shrugged, took the envelope, and drove off, wondering if he’d just become part of another urban legend.
2. At dusk, as a delivery driver pulled up to Swift / Currie's door, he noticed something peculiar—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn't the usual office noises but more like a distant buzz, almost musical. As he approached the entrance, the hum grew louder and took on a rhythmic quality—like an old-fashioned typewriter or maybe even a lawnmower idling in the distance. Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw nothing out of place until he noticed two lawyers deep in conversation, their heads bobbing up and down in perfect sync with the mysterious tune. Smiling to himself, the delivery man left, wondering if perhaps Swift / Currie had hired a new secretary who sang while she typed.
3. At midnight, when even the city’s nocturnal creatures had gone home, a delivery driver pulled up to Swift / Currie’s door. ‘What kind of law firm orders pizza at this hour?’ Inside, an old partner in a tweed suit was hunched over his desk, muttering to himself. 'Damn kids these days,' he said, noticing the driver for the first time. With a wave, he ordered, "Bring it up, sonny!" The driver shrugged and obeyed, realizing that maybe this wasn’t such a strange place after all.
4. At noon, when everyone rushed for lunch, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Swift / Currie. Inside his cab, amidst boxes and papers, he found a strange envelope addressed only to ‘The Lawyer Who Needs This Most.’ Curious, the driver took it inside. The envelope contained a note: 'Dear Lawyer, your briefcase is stuck in my rearview mirror.' A regular from down the street later told him, 'That’s why you’ve been so grumpy today!'