About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably warm November night in Miami when a delivery driver pulled up to H/K/B Cosmetic Surgery. The neon sign blinked ominously as he approached the empty parking lot, usually deserted this late. As he stepped inside, he heard soft music and the faint sound of laughter coming from one of the operating rooms. Turns out, it wasn’t patients but the staff celebrating someone’s birthday. A delivery driver walked away smiling, thinking to himself, ‘At least here they don’t forget to party.’
2. It was a chilly autumn morning in New York City when a delivery driver pulled up to H/K/B Cosmetic Surgery with a box marked ‘urgent’. As he approached the entrance, he noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside—something between a vacuum cleaner and a dentist’s drill. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a lab coat frantically waving his hands while whispering something about ‘micromanaging the microdermabrasion.’ Turns out it was just the owner tweaking some settings on his new coffee machine. The delivery guy left with a smile, glad that no one needed emergency plastic surgery—or maybe just a good cup of coffee.
3. In a small town in Texas, a delivery driver stopped for gas one evening and noticed something peculiar on the service station’s counter. Among the usual snacks and drinks was a jar labeled ‘H/K/B Cosmetic Surgery – Secret Ingredients.’ Curious, he picked it up only to discover it contained nothing more than packets of sugar and notes reading, ‘Sprinkle generously for youthful glow!’ Back home, the delivery driver decided to try the secret recipe himself. Next morning, his neighbor knocked on his door asking why he looked like he’d been sprinkled with too much sugar. Turned out, the note read, 'For best results, apply liberally before bed!'
4. In a quiet neighborhood of Los Angeles, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside H/K/B Cosmetic Surgery. Every time he drove past, a shadowy figure seemed to follow him home. Finally curious, our delivery driver decided to investigate and found nothing but an old man watering his garden across the street. Turned out it was just his reflection in the window. The next day, when he dropped off a package, the old man thanked him warmly for delivering ‘his’ packages. They became friends, sharing stories over coffee, both grateful for that mysterious shadow.