Daravy's Nail Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while driving past Daravy’s Nail Salon, a delivery driver swears he heard an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious neighbors claim it sounded like someone was singing in another language, but no one could ever confirm who or why. Finally, after weeks of speculation, a regular customer confessed she’d been practicing her karaoke skills there late at night—singing along to old Russian folk songs. The eerie humming turned out to be just her warbling voice, amplified by the salon’s soundproof walls.

2. At dawn, when most nail salons are quiet, a delivery driver pulls up outside Daravy’s. He fumbles with his keys and notices something strange: a faint humming sound coming from inside. The driver peers through the window and sees Daravy diligently painting tiny flowers on her nails—except it’s six in the morning, and everyone else is asleep. She waves cheerfully and whispers, ‘Morning delivery man! Special early-bird design for you!’ The driver blinks, then smiles and shakes his head, muttering, ‘Another day, another mystery at Daravy’s.’

3. At closing time one night, a neighbor passing by Daravy’s Nail Salon wonders aloud: ‘I bet they use special polish to keep those doors so shiny.’ The next morning, a delivery driver notices the reflection of his truck in the door and remarks, 'Nah, they just got a new mirror!' A regular customer overhears them both and smiles knowingly, thinking, 'Maybe they do have some special stuff—like glitter that never washes off!'

4. At midnight, when Daravy’s Nail Salon should be dark and silent, a security guard hears an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he peers through the window and sees nothing but empty chairs and closed cabinets. Suddenly, a voice whispers behind him: ‘Would you like a manicure before bedtime?’ Turning around, he finds himself face-to-face with Daravy, who smiles sweetly and says, “We’re open twenty-four hours for special customers.”