About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Widmer’s dry cleaning cart: an old, dusty hat with a mysterious note inside. It read: ‘Leave it here for someone who needs it.’ Over time, more and more items appeared: an ancient scarf, a forgotten glove, even a tattered handkerchief. One day, a neighbor came in asking for her missing sweater—only to discover it was hanging neatly on the rack. From then on, Widmer’s became known as the place where lost things found their way home, leaving everyone smiling.
2. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Widmer’s dry cleaner and noticed something odd on the sidewalk—a small envelope taped to the door. He picked it up curiously, opened it, and found inside a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please clean my favorite shirt!’ Below was an address of a nearby school. The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Next time, kid, maybe use the drop box.’
3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Widmer’s and noticed an old man muttering under his breath. ‘Finally,’ he said, pointing at the dry cleaner’s door. ‘It’s been too long since I’ve seen you here.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking it was just another quirky thing about Widmer’s regulars. Little did he know that every Tuesday afternoon, like clockwork, an elderly gentleman would appear to collect his prized shirts. As the driver left, he heard the old man whisper again: 'At last, someone who appreciates good tailoring!'
4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Widmer’s dry cleaning cart. Over the loud speaker came a voice: ‘All customers with garments made entirely of lint, please come forward.’ A puzzled customer stepped forward, holding a single sock. The voice continued: 'And anyone who needs their clothes de-mothballed—you know what I mean?' A quiet laugh spread through the early morning air as everyone realized they’d been had.