About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when most lawyers were already home, a delivery driver pulled up to T.J. Smith’s office with an unusual package. The envelope had no return address and was sealed with wax. Curious, T.J. broke the seal and found inside a strange note: 'Dear Mr. Smith, I heard you like coffee. This is on me.' Underneath lay a bag of freshly roasted beans from a local café. Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prankster who thought T.J. needed a break.
2. At dawn, when only early birds and coffee machines were awake, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the law firm’s parking lot. Among stacks of papers and briefcases lay an old, dusty violin case. Curious, he opened it and found inside not a valuable Stradivarius but an old, scratched-up record of classical music. Later that day, while everyone was having their morning meeting, the receptionist announced, ‘We’ve got some great news—we now have our very own office band!’
3. At midnight, when even streetlights seemed to whisper secrets, a delivery driver approached the imposing entrance of T.J. Smith’s law firm. The security lights flickered on, but instead of papers or contracts, he found an envelope addressed simply: ‘To Whom It May Concern.’ Opening it curiously, he read just one line: 'Please deliver these documents to yourself tomorrow morning.' A regular day in the life of T.J. Smith's mysterious law firm.
4. At noon, when the courthouse doors opened like portals to another world, a delivery driver parked his truck outside T.J. Smith’s office. From then on, every Wednesday at precisely 12:02 PM, a mysterious package arrived—always addressed simply as ‘To Justice’. One day, T.J. noticed that the package contained nothing but an old newspaper clipping of a long-forgotten case. Curious, he read it aloud during lunch, and soon enough, his colleagues started gathering around him. Turns out, everyone had been waiting for this moment—they were all mentioned in the article, each with a humorous anecdote attached. The weekly ritual ended up becoming a lighthearted tradition where T.J.’s office became the unofficial breakroom for the whole courthouse.