About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of Penzone salon, a delivery driver left an unusual package. For weeks, everyone noticed something strange—an old lady’s hair grew longer and shinier every day. Finally, someone opened the mysterious package—a bottle of conditioner labeled ‘Miracle Growth.’ The owner laughed it off until her neighbors started asking for styling tips!
2. At nightfall, when Penzone’s neon sign flickered on, a soft humming sound filled the air. At first, no one noticed—it was so faint and rhythmic. But soon, every customer and employee began to wonder: where did that strange tune come from? One day, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked what the song was. The staff shrugged, but she smiled mysteriously and said, 'That’s just my great-grandmother’s old lullaby.' Everyone laughed, realizing it had been her way of saying goodnight. Since then, whenever someone hears the hum, they know it’s just another sweet note from Penzone’s resident ghost-lady.
3. In the late afternoon sunshine, a delivery driver parked outside Penzone and noticed something strange. As he approached the entrance, a faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air—an unexpected aroma for a beauty salon. Curious, he opened the door—and found himself in an oasis of relaxation. Massage oils replaced perfumes, hairbrushes danced to the rhythm of classical music, and every mirror was adorned with tiny cookie cutouts. The delivery driver left his package, never to return, but often heard whispers that Penzone now offered ‘the ultimate facial and chocolate chip cookie combo’.
4. In the late afternoon sunshine, a delivery driver parked outside Penzone and noticed something peculiar. As he adjusted his glasses, he swore he saw a faint shadow moving inside the closed shop. Curious, he peered through the window and thought he saw a shadowy figure applying makeup in one of the mirrors. Smiling to himself, the delivery driver decided it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. But as he drove away, he couldn’t help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, Penzone had its very own ghost beautician.