Waxing the City

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular stopped in for his usual haircut and noticed something strange on the mirror above the stylist's chair. ‘Did you wax that city today?’ he asked, pointing at the reflection of downtown glinting like polished marble. The stylist shrugged, smiling. ‘No, I just use our special wax blend.’ The man looked closer—sure enough, the skyline was now a perfect reflection of the shop’s vintage sign outside. A delivery driver walked in next, muttering, ‘I thought I saw the whole city get waxed…’

2. One day, a regular asked the stylist, ‘Did you notice how our city seems to wax and wane with every new moon?’ The next night, under a particularly bright crescent, he returned to find the salon’s lights glowing eerily. The stylist shrugged, “Maybe it’s just our mood lighting.” But when a delivery driver mentioned seeing the same glow from his truck, they decided to stay open late that night. Turned out, it was only an overzealous wax candle that had melted into the light fixture—causing a soft, hypnotic glow. Everyone had a good laugh, and business picked up because now everyone came in for a ‘moonlight special.’

3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Waxing the City. As he waited for the door to open, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside—a soft humming mixed with laughter. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but empty chairs and mirrors. Finally, the door opened, revealing only a smiling esthetician waving him in. Inside, amidst the mirrors and lights, a regular was enjoying his waxing session while humming softly along to some old tune. The delivery driver exchanged a puzzled smile with the neighbor waiting patiently behind him, both realizing that sometimes life’s best moments are found where you least expect them.

4. One afternoon, a regular asked the stylist, 'Do you ever feel like our city is talking?' The stylist smiled and replied, 'Not really.' But then they both heard it again—a soft humming sound coming from inside. The stylist cocked their head curiously. ‘Maybe it’s just an old pipe,’ they said with a smile. They walked over to investigate, only for everyone else in the shop to join in on the hum. Turns out, it was just the air conditioning unit singing its own version of ‘City Life.’ Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes cities do talk—through their appliances.