About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while folding laundry in Fazio Cleaners, an old lady noticed something peculiar. The delivery driver kept humming a strange tune as he unloaded bags of clean clothes—something between a lullaby and a nursery rhyme. Curious, she followed him outside and overheard him singing softly to himself: ‘Clean shirts for Mr. Smith / Press pants for Mrs. Jones / And don’t forget those socks!’ Turning around, she saw that his face was covered with tiny dots of ink from the shirts he’d just pressed. Smiling, she whispered, ‘Maybe you should try humming something without spots next time.’
2. In Fazio Cleaners, a sign above the counter read: ‘If your shirt doesn’t fit perfectly after cleaning, come back and we’ll fix it for free.’ A week later, customers started receiving shirts that were slightly too small—just enough to make them wonder if their clothes had shrunk on purpose. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about Fazio Cleaners’ mysterious sizing adjustments. One day, an old lady picked up her husband’s suit only to discover it was now a perfect fit—not too tight or too loose. She laughed and said, ‘Finally, someone who knows my husband’s measurements!’
3. While dropping off some shirts at Fazio Cleaners, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, 'I swear these people are getting faster with my deliveries every week!' As he left, an old lady approached and asked if her blouse was ready. The driver nodded absent-mindedly, then realized she’d been standing there for a while. ‘Oh, sorry!’ he stammered. ‘Did I make you wait?’ She smiled warmly and replied, ‘Not really, dear. Just enjoying watching your antics.’
4. A regular dropped by Fazio Cleaners one afternoon and found an oddly familiar hat on the counter. It wasn’t his own, but it seemed to belong to someone who frequented the shop. Curious, he asked the clerk if they’d seen its owner. With a sly smile, she replied, ‘It’s probably Mr. Johnson from down the street—he always forgets his fedora.’ The regular laughed and said goodbye, leaving Fazio Cleaners with a newfound appreciation for lost hats.