About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a young boy was walking home from school, he noticed an odd sight outside J. Francisco Karwash’s law office: every time someone entered or left the building, the brass doorknocker would emit a high-pitched whine that echoed down the street. Curious, the boy approached closer and discovered that only children could hear it—an eerie sound no adult seemed to notice. Finally, one day, an old man with a hearing aid walked in, and the doorknocker went silent. Everyone stared at him, puzzled. With a twinkle in his eye, he said, ‘I guess I’m too old for its tricks now.’ And everyone laughed, realizing that maybe the doorknocker wasn’t so mysterious after all.
2. A delivery driver pulled up outside J. Francisco Karwash’s office one afternoon and shouted, ‘Hey, you gotta see this!’ His colleagues gathered around curiously as he pointed towards the building's window. Inside, they saw an old man in a suit waving frantically from behind the glass, yelling something unintelligible. Turns out, his tie had gotten stuck between two floors of the elevator, and he was stuck there for half an hour until maintenance arrived. Everyone laughed it off as just another day at J. Francisco Karwash’s mysterious law firm.
3. A little girl was playing in her backyard when she saw something odd: a strange shadow moving across J. Francisco Karwash's window blinds during lunchtime. Curious, she ran inside and told her mom, who peeked through the curtains and laughed: ‘Oh honey, that’s just Mr. Karwash eating his sandwich while watching the latest courtroom drama on TV.’ The little girl shrugged it off with a smile, realizing that some grown-ups really do live exciting lives behind closed doors.
4. In the late afternoon, as a delivery driver approached J. Francisco Karwash's office building, he noticed something peculiar on the parking lot—a mysterious briefcase, left open with its contents spilling out. Curious, the driver picked up an old pen and a crumpled note that read: ‘Dear Mr. Karwash, please find your missing stapler.’ Turning around, he saw a grinning neighbor waving from across the street. ‘Guess who found it,’ she teased.