The Boston Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside The Boston Center, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but shadows shifting in the dim light. Suddenly, a voice whispered, ‘Hey, are you lost?’ Startled, the driver turned around—and found himself face-to-face with an old teddy bear sitting on a nearby bench. Realizing it was just his imagination playing tricks, he laughed it off and drove away. From then on, whenever anyone asked if they’d seen him that night, he’d wink and say, “Nope, I delivered to an invisible clinic.”

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside The Boston Center, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a group of patients dancing to some old-time rock'n'roll. Turns out, it was just another late-night dance therapy session. As he drove away, he waved goodbye to a smiling nurse who waved back with a big smile—apparently, everyone had a great time that evening.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside The Boston Center, an urgent announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention all staff and visitors—your prescriptions are now available in the gift shop!’ Curious, the delivery driver ventured inside, only to find shelves stocked with aspirin, Band-Aids, and packets of cough drops. A befuddled nurse asked him if he needed help finding something for his headache or cold. Turning red, he replied, 'No, ma’am, I’m just here for my usual insulin!'

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside The Boston Center, he noticed a small dog barking furiously at the closed door. Curious, he peered inside and saw a neon sign flickering ominously: ‘Closed for the Night… But Open for Business.’ Inside, he found an old man in a lab coat humming softly to himself. Startled, the man exclaimed, 'Oh, hello there! I was just testing out my new sleep apnea device.' Turns out, it was a sleep clinic after all—just not quite open to visitors.