About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver parked outside PCC Clinic at The Boulevard, an announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention everyone—we’ve just run out of Band-Aids. Please bring any you might have.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and rummaged through his bag, pulling out a gigantic first aid kit he’d brought for his own scrapes. ‘Lucky I packed my emergency stash,’ he grinned, handing over a box of bandages. A few minutes later, a neighbor popped in with her own supply, followed by another worker who had found some hidden away in a drawer. By lunchtime, PCC Clinic was fully stocked—and famous for its unofficial Band-Aid drive.
2. One day, while a delivery driver was unloading packages near PCC Clinic at The Boulevard, he heard a strange announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, patients and staff—your prescriptions are now available in the shape of delicious cookies!’ The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but saw no one else reacting. Curious, he walked into the clinic’s lobby and found a tray filled with freshly baked cookies labeled with names like 'Aspirin Almonds' and 'Vitamin Vanilla.' He took one, popped it in his mouth—and felt instantly better! Word spread quickly among neighbors who started dropping off their own prescriptions for special treats. Soon enough, PCC Clinic became known as the place where you could get your medicine…and a free cookie too.
3. While loading boxes into PCC Clinic at The Boulevard one afternoon, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘This place is cursed—every time I come here, something strange happens.’ As he finished unloading, he heard a faint voice from inside: 'Thank you for not dropping anything today!' Turning around, everyone was gone—and so were most of the boxes. The delivery driver shrugged and said to himself, 'At least it wasn’t another missing patient.'
4. While loading boxes into PCC Clinic at The Boulevard one morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he placed a package on the ground, it seemed to rearrange itself into alphabetical order. Curious, the driver mentioned it to a regular patient who happened to be an amateur magician. Turns out, during his lunch break, he was practicing some sleight-of-hand tricks nearby and accidentally made the packages dance. Since then, whenever someone mentions the clinic’s oddity, they just smile and say, ‘Ah, yes—they’re always in alphabetical order when you least expect it.’