Colours

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most dry cleaners were still closed, an old man with a mysterious accent would arrive at Colours. He’d whisper something into the ear of the night cleaner and leave before anyone else came in. One morning, the night cleaner noticed that the old man had left behind a crumpled envelope. Inside was a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Please iron my shirt for tomorrow’s big meeting.’ The cleaner laughed, realizing it must be meant for someone else, but decided to keep the joke going. From then on, whenever the old man visited, he’d leave behind random items—an umbrella, a scarf, even a pair of socks—and the night cleaner would dutifully ‘iron’ them all.

2. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a curious little boy noticed that the neon sign outside Colours seemed to change colors without anyone touching it. Curious, he peered inside and saw an old man polishing the sign with a cloth. ‘It’s just a trick of light,’ chuckled the man, wiping away a drop of water from his forehead. The boy nodded, smiling, and walked home, thinking maybe some secrets are better kept hidden.

3. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver found an envelope taped inside the dry cleaner’s door. Curious, he opened it and discovered a stack of vintage postcards from around the world. The cards were beautifully handwritten with messages like ‘Visit soon!’ or ‘Think of me when you’re far away.’ The delivery driver decided to keep one for himself, thinking his neighbor might appreciate such a thoughtful gesture. Turns out, everyone in town got a card—except the person who delivered them.

4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Colours and saw something strange. The lights were on, but no one seemed to be inside. Curious, he peered through the window and noticed an old radio playing soft jazz. Inside, a regular was folding shirts with meticulous care, humming along to the music. ‘Late-night laundry service,’ the man muttered, shaking his head in amusement before driving off into the quiet streets.