About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At midnight, when Fontana Cleaners should’ve been quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed an unusual sight: a regular customer, Mr. Jenkins, wearing a freshly pressed suit, emerged from the darkened store carrying only one item—a single folded newspaper. Curious, the delivery man followed him outside. As they approached, Mr. Jenkins suddenly turned around with a smile, holding up the paper: ‘Just wanted to make sure my favorite section was still in today’s paper,’ he said, referring to the comics page. The two shared a laugh as they watched the sunrise together.
2. At midnight, when Fontana Cleaners should’ve been quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed an old cat padding through the hallway. It yawned, stretched, then walked right into the dry cleaner’s display window, leaving behind only its puzzled gaze. The delivery driver called out, ‘Hey, kitty!’ but the cat just blinked once more before vanishing down another corridor. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood found a note on their door: “Sorry for the late delivery—our feline friend took a detour.”
3. At midnight, when Fontana Cleaners should’ve been dark and deserted, a delivery driver heard soft laughter coming from behind the counter. Curious, he approached the counter, only to see an old photo album left open to a picture of two smiling employees from decades ago. ‘Who are you talking to?’ asked his neighbor, leaning around the corner. The delivery driver jumped, realizing it was just the night’s usual prankster—an elderly lady next door who loved playing tricks on late-night workers.
4. At midnight, when Fontana Cleaners should’ve been dark and deserted, a delivery driver heard a soft rustling sound from inside. Curious, he peered through the window—and saw a small shadowy figure darting between racks of clothes. The delivery driver cautiously opened the door, but the only thing he found was an old vacuum cleaner humming softly. Turns out, it had been set on a timer for nightly dusting. Relieved, he chuckled and left—only to bump into a neighbor who asked if he’d seen any strange shadows too. ‘Just our friendly neighborhood vacuum,’ he replied, shaking his head with a smile.