Potash Markets - State Street

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Potash Markets usually buzzed with early shoppers, a lone delivery driver parked his truck and stared up at the old clock tower across the street. The hands seemed to move slower than usual, almost as if they were frozen in time. Finally, he noticed an old man waving from the clock tower’s balcony. ‘Hey!’ shouted the driver. ‘What time is it?’ The man grinned and replied, ‘It’s always 8:00 AM here—time for your morning coffee.’ And with that, the hands of the clock sprang back into motion.

2. One morning, while restocking shelves at Potash Markets, a delivery driver noticed something odd in an empty crate: a small, dusty bottle labeled ‘Miracle Cleanser.’ Curious, he took it home and discovered it removed stains instantly—even coffee spills on his favorite shirt. He tried it on everything around the house, amazed each time. Soon enough, word spread among neighbors, who started dropping by with their own challenges. One day, a regular asked if he could buy some Miracle Cleanser—and the delivery driver realized he had only one bottle left! With a smile, he offered to clean anything for free instead.

3. In the late afternoon, when Potash Markets was quiet and empty, a small dog darted into the aisles, sniffing curiously at the rows of canned goods. No one had ever seen him before, and he seemed just as puzzled by the unfamiliar surroundings. Suddenly, an old lady pushing a shopping cart appeared around the corner, startling both the dog and everyone nearby. ‘Who’s your little friend?’ she asked, bending down with a smile. The dog wagged his tail and trotted over to her, clearly finding a new companion for his mysterious adventure in Potash Markets.

4. At night, when Potash Markets closed its doors, a neighborhood cat would often appear on the loading dock. It always seemed to know exactly which boxes held fresh produce, pawing them open just as employees were leaving for home. One evening, a delivery driver noticed an old neighbor inspecting the opened boxes. ‘Hey,’ he called out, ‘you’re supposed to shop inside!’ The cat looked up with a mischievous glint in its eye and sauntered off, tail wagging, leaving behind a pile of apples and oranges on the floor.