Broad Street Laundry

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Broad Street Laundry, customers often noticed an old man folding clothes with remarkable speed and precision. One day, a little girl entered the shop and pointed excitedly at the ceiling, whispering to her mother, ‘Mama, look! The shirts are dancing!’ The mother smiled and replied, 'Oh darling, those aren’t dancing shirts—just Mr. Jenkins hanging them up.' A delivery driver overheard and chuckled, saying, 'Yep, he’s been here longer than most of us remember!' And so, Broad Street Laundry became known not just for its impeccable service but also for Mr. Jenkins’ magical shirt dance.

2. At dawn, when most laundromats were quiet, a delivery driver noticed something unusual. A little girl, no older than five, kept appearing in the empty parking lot of Broad Street Laundry, whispering into her invisible friend’s ear. Curious, he approached and heard her saying, ‘Mommy, look what I found—an entire mountain of clean clothes!’ Turned out she was talking to her teddy bear. The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and quietly left, thinking, ‘Broad Street Laundry must do some serious laundry magic.’

3. At night, when Broad Street Laundry closed its doors, a delivery driver heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an empty room illuminated only by flickering neon signs. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a friendly ghostly voice said, ‘Need some quarters for these old machines?’ The delivery driver jumped back, but then realized it was just the owner’s cat, who’d been sleeping in the corner. They both laughed, and that was how the legend of Broad Street Laundry became known not for hauntings, but for its friendly neighborhood spirit.

4. At Broad Street Laundry, one morning a delivery driver found an old coin slot on the counter, just big enough for quarters. Nobody remembered it being there before. Curious, he dropped in a quarter and pressed the button. Suddenly, the ancient machine whirred to life with a vintage tune, spitting out a faded poster advertising ‘Clean as Snow’ laundering services from 1957. A regular customer walking by laughed and said, 'That’s funny—my grandmother used to talk about that thing.' The delivery driver shrugged, smiled, and thought, 'Maybe next time I’ll try a dollar.'