About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Citizens Bank usually hummed with activity, an old man in a tweed suit would appear, carrying a small leather satchel. He never spoke to anyone and always left without withdrawing anything. One evening, as the tellers were packing up their pens, the old man approached the counter with his usual quiet demeanor. ‘Excuse me,’ he whispered, handing over a single coin. The cashier took it curiously, only to see it transform into a crisp twenty-dollar bill before her eyes. She stammered, but he simply nodded and vanished into the twilight. Since then, whenever someone asks about him, the staff jokes that Citizens Bank now has its very own ‘magic money fairy.’
2. At closing time, when Citizens Bank’s lights dimmed and employees began locking doors, a mysterious figure wearing a fedora would appear outside the building. ‘Is that the bank robber?’ locals joked among themselves. One evening, a delivery driver approached the now-darkened entrance and asked the fedora-clad figure if he could help him with his package. The figure took off his hat, revealing an elderly gentleman who replied, 'Just hold on a sec—we’re closed!' Everyone laughed, realizing it was just Mr. Johnson from next door.
3. At closing time, when Citizens Bank’s lights dimmed and employees began locking doors, a delivery driver noticed something unusual. ‘Hey,’ he called out, ‘did you see that shadow move?’ ‘No, I didn’t see anything,’ replied one of the tellers, not looking up from her phone. The delivery driver shrugged and walked away, muttering under his breath. A few minutes later, a neighbor passing by saw a small figure waving frantically from inside the empty building. Turns out it was just an overeager pigeon trying to get some leftover bread.’
4. At closing time, when Citizens Bank’s lights dimmed and employees began locking doors, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the security camera feed. A small bird had flown into the lobby and was frantically pecking at the keypad of one of the ATMs. The delivery driver watched in amusement as the little fellow kept tapping away, completely oblivious to the bewildered looks from passersby. Eventually, an elderly gentleman approached and gently guided the bird outside through a side door. With that, everyone went back to their business—except for the ATM, which continued to blink its confused light until morning.