About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Davis & Davis’s office building, he heard an old man muttering to himself. ‘What if I never leave here?’ The delivery driver glanced around curiously but saw no one else nearby. Shrugging it off, he made his way into the building. Later that day, while unloading packages, he noticed an envelope addressed to 'A Regular' sitting on the counter. Smiling, he thought, 'Whoever this A Regular is, they must really trust these guys!'
2. At dawn, when most offices were dark and quiet, a delivery driver pulled up outside Davis & Davis's office building. The sky was just beginning to lighten, but something unusual caught his eye—a mysterious figure in a long black coat was hurrying into the building. Curious, he followed the figure inside only to discover it was an early-morning jogger who mistook the law firm for a shortcut. As the sun rose higher, the office doors opened, revealing two sleepy lawyers arguing over whose turn it was to get coffee. "Davis & Davis, Attorneys at Law—specializing in misunderstandings since 1893!" they joked.
3. At dawn, when most offices were dark and quiet, a delivery driver pulled up with a truck full of boxes. As he stepped out, he noticed an old man sitting on the steps of Davis & Davis's building, reading a newspaper. The old man looked up and smiled warmly. ‘Morning,’ he said softly. The delivery driver blinked in surprise—until he realized it was just Mr. Jenkins, their friendly neighborhood retiree who’d lived across the street since forever. Turned out, Mr. Jenkins had simply forgotten his morning paper was delivered here every Wednesday.’
4. At dawn, when most offices were dark and quiet, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. As he approached the door, he noticed a familiar face peering out from behind the blinds. ‘Morning,’ said the delivery driver, smiling sheepishly. ‘I’ve got your weekly shipment of coffee.’
The figure nodded solemnly. ‘Thank you, John. And could you please put it in the usual spot?’
As John walked away whistling, his neighbor waved back through the blinds, muttering under his breath, ‘Another day, another mystery solved…’