About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their usual cuts and shaves, an unfamiliar voice crackled over Iwaki Barber’s intercom: ‘If you’re waiting for a haircut today, bring your own comb!’ Curiosity got the better of them, so one brave customer brought along his trusty comb. The barber nodded knowingly, gave him a quick trim, and then said with a smile, 'Next time, though—just use our combs!' Turns out it was just a prank from a new delivery driver who thought it would be fun.
2. At dawn, when most barbershops are quiet, Iwaki Barber’s door swung open with a sudden gust of wind. A regular, rubbing sleep from his eyes, looked up to see a delivery driver balancing a stack of packages on his bicycle, muttering something about ‘another early morning.’ ‘Morning,’ said the delivery guy, barely awake himself. The regular yawned and nodded absently, then noticed something odd—there was no one else in the shop except for an old poster of Yokohama Bay Bridge hanging crookedly above the mirror. With a smile, he adjusted it gently before returning to his chair. Later that day, everyone joked how Iwaki-san must’ve been out early doing some secret errands.’
3. One day, while a regular was getting his weekly trim, he heard a voice from behind the mirror: ‘Your beard looks like it needs a vacation.’ Everyone turned around—there was no one there. The next week, another customer mentioned hearing the same joke about their mustache needing a break. The barber just smiled and said, 'Welcome to Iwaki Barber, where everyone gets a laugh with their cut!'
4. At midnight, when the streets of Brooklyn were quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Iwaki Barber's closed sign. As he approached the empty shop, he heard a soft humming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an old barber chair gently rocking back and forth. Inside sat a grizzled regular, trimming his beard by moonlight. ‘It’s been too long,’ the man said without turning around. The delivery driver laughed, knocked on the door, and asked if they’d like some company for their late-night shave.’