About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning in downtown Chicago when a delivery driver pulled up outside Gerson and Schwartz’s office. The sun was just rising over Lake Michigan, casting an eerie glow on the usually bustling street. As he got out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar—an old man, dressed in tattered clothes, sitting motionless on the steps. The delivery driver approached him curiously. ‘Morning,’ he said politely. The old man didn’t respond. Just then, another neighbor walked by and asked, ‘Hey, isn’t that your grandfather?’ Turned out it was his own grandson, who had spent the night playing pranks around town before showing up at his own law firm.’ They both laughed, and the day began with a smile.
2. In the dimly lit hallway of Gerson and Schwartz’s office, a delivery driver left a mysterious package on the receptionist’s desk. No note, no label—just a plain brown box. Curious employees crowded around it, trying to guess its contents until one brave soul dared open it. Inside was a gigantic jar of jellybeans, each one labeled with a different legal term. The receptionist grinned, thinking it must be some prank from a regular client. Turns out, it was just Mr. Schwartz’s way of keeping everyone happy while waiting for their cases to be heard.
3. In the early hours of a typical weekday, a delivery driver approached the entrance of Gerson and Schwartz’s law firm. Suddenly, the air was filled with the unmistakable scent of freshly baked cookies. The delivery driver looked around puzzled but continued on his way. Moments later, an elderly neighbor emerged from the building, holding a plate of warm cookies and smiling warmly. ‘Fresh batch,’ she said cheerfully. The driver shook his head, grinned, and muttered, ‘Another strange day in downtown litigation.’
4. At night, while most people slept, a strange humming noise emanated from the empty offices of Gerson and Schwartz. A delivery driver, arriving early for a meeting, stopped mid-step as he heard it too. Curious, they followed the sound into an empty conference room where an old radio played softly, tuned to some long-forgotten station. Turning off the radio, the delivery driver noticed a small sign on the table: 'For visitors only—please don’t disturb our clients’ sleep.'