Dr Sidhom

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet hours before dawn, when Dr. Sidhom’s office in Brooklyn was usually empty, a mysterious figure began visiting. A delivery driver noticed strange packages arriving daily, wrapped in old newspapers and sealed with wax. No one knew what they contained—or who left them. One day, a curious neighbor peeked inside and found only boxes filled with vintage board games and puzzles. Word spread quickly, and soon people were dropping off their own collections. By morning, Dr. Sidhom’s office became a quirky community hub where neighbors played chess until breakfast arrived. The mystery deepened—until someone joked that maybe Dr. Sidhom was an alien game enthusiast.

2. In the early morning, when Dr. Sidhom’s office in Chicago was almost deserted, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered to her mom: ‘Mommy, why is that doctor talking to himself in Russian?’ The mother smiled and replied softly, 'Honey, he must be talking to his old friend from Russia.' The little girl nodded thoughtfully before turning back to the window, where they watched as a delivery driver waved cheerfully to Dr. Sidhom. 'Maybe he's just saying hello,' she said with a smile. 'Next time I wave too!'

3. At nightfall, when Dr. Sidhom’s office in Los Angeles seemed empty and quiet, a faint humming started coming from behind the closed door of one examination room. Curious, a delivery driver knocked on the door. Inside, he found Dr. Sidhom playing his ukulele softly while singing ‘Kokomo’—the lights were dimmed, and the only thing moving was a small fan. When asked why, the doctor smiled and said, 'To keep my patients calm.'

4. At midnight, when Dr. Sidhom’s office in Miami was nearly dark, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Why does he leave the lights on so late?’ ‘I don’t know,’ replied an old neighbor who popped his head out of his apartment, ‘but I heard that Dr. Sidhom keeps a special night-time playlist for his patients.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll bring him some sleepytime music instead of those heavy boxes!’