About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Salon of Beauty usually buzzed with customers' chatter, a lone delivery driver parked his truck outside and stared up at the closed sign. The sky was just beginning to lighten over downtown Chicago. He shrugged and walked away, muttering something about ‘another day, another mystery.’ Inside, the salon slowly opened its doors as usual, unaware that it had just starred in today’s urban legend.
2. At dawn, when Salon of Beauty usually buzzed with customers’ chatter, a delivery driver parked his truck and started unloading boxes into an empty corner. Soon, strange sounds filled the air—like someone humming softly while cutting paper. Curious neighbors peered through windows, wondering who could be practicing their morning routine so early. It turned out that one of the regulars had accidentally left his radio on during the night, and its soft melody was being amplified by the salon’s soundproofing. The delivery driver, thinking he’d found a shortcut to relaxation, decided to join in, using a pair of scissors as makeshift shears. By sunrise, the whole neighborhood was serenaded by the harmonious symphony of haircuts and classical music.
3. At dawn, when Salon of Beauty usually buzzed with customers’ chatter, a delivery driver struggled to unlock the door. Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar voice whispering from behind the counter. ‘Who’s there?’ whispered back the delivery driver. Silence followed, then a soft giggle. ‘Just your friendly neighborhood stylist,’ replied a voice. The driver relaxed and unlocked the door, only to be greeted by empty chairs and a note on the counter: “Closed for morning nap—see you later!”
4. At midnight, when Salon of Beauty was deep in slumber, a soft humming began to echo through its empty halls. The humming grew louder and more distinct, until it became clear—it was coming from the old radio behind the reception desk. A sleepy employee discovered it the next morning, along with a note reading: ‘Just warming up your salon for your arrival tomorrow.’