About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One afternoon, while a young boy played in front of Law Offices of James Scott Farrin, he suddenly stopped and stared up at the second floor window. His mother called after him, but the child just pointed and whispered, ‘Look, mama, that man is drawing pictures on the glass!’ Inside, an old delivery driver paused mid-step, rubbing his eyes. 'What the heck?' he muttered, thinking maybe he was seeing things through tired eyes. The boy’s mom smiled and waved, explaining, 'He’s just doodling.' The story became legend among the neighborhood kids—proof that even grown-ups could be as mysterious as they wanted.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of James Scott Farrin, he noticed an eerie humming coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw dozens of pens dancing in perfect formation on the conference table. As he watched, the pens slowly formed the words ‘Free Pencil Day’ in mid-air. Startled, the driver knocked over his water bottle, waking up a sleepy receptionist who explained it was just their annual prank. The delivery guy laughed it off, thinking it was another oddity of working late hours.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of James Scott Farrin, he noticed an odd message scrawled on the glass door: ‘If you see something suspicious, say something… but only if it’s not us.’ Curious, the delivery driver knocked gently. A gruff voice from inside growled, 'What do you want?' Startled, the driver replied, 'Just delivering some papers.' The door opened slightly, and a sleepy-looking lawyer peered out, muttering under his breath, 'Great, another late-night mystery solved...'
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of James Scott Farrin, he noticed something peculiar—a stray cat seemed fixated on an old clock tower across the street. Curious, the driver got out and followed the cat’s gaze. The clock tower’s hands were frozen at exactly 9:05 PM—coincidentally, the time when Mr. Farrin usually locked up for the day. As they approached the entrance, Mr. Farrin himself appeared, unlocking the door with a smile: ‘Ah, you must be here for your late-night appointment.’