About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Southport Coin Laundry & Cleaners with a heavy box in hand. As he unlocked the door, an old man in a tattered apron appeared from behind a pile of laundry baskets. ‘Need some help?’ asked the old man, his eyes twinkling mischievously. The driver nodded, and together they struggled with the box until it was safely inside. ‘You come here often?’ chuckled the old man as he disappeared back into shadows. The driver shook his head, but next week found him returning—with another heavy box—and their late-night routine became a friendly tradition.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Southport Coin Laundry & Cleaners. The sign above the door read: ‘Wash Your Money Here.’ Confused, he parked and walked in—only to hear an announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, everyone! Please return your clean money to the front counter.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously, wondering if anyone was listening. He quickly stuffed his neatly folded bills into his bag and rushed out. As he drove away, he heard another voice crackling through the speakers: ‘And please remember to tip your cleaner next time!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Southport Coin Laundry & Cleaners. The moon was full and eerie, casting long shadows across the empty street. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a soft hum coming from inside—was it the dryer working overtime? Curious, he peeked through the window and saw only an old coin-operated machine gently swaying back and forth, as if dancing to its own rhythm. With a laugh, he decided it must be some quirky local tradition. Turns out, it was just an overeager dryer trying to get attention. A delivery driver’s tale indeed.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Southport Coin Laundry & Cleaners. The neon sign flickered ominously as he approached the door. ‘Why is it always so cold here?’ muttered a nearby neighbor, watching from their porch. As he stepped inside, the air conditioner blasted frigid air, making him shiver. 'Must be broken,' thought the driver, zipping his jacket tighter. Just then, an old lady emerged from behind the counter, wiping her hands on a greasy apron. 'Welcome to our little place!' she chirped cheerfully. 'We've been keeping things chilly for decades—helps with the stains.'