About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Little Havana Laundry, he swore he heard someone singing in Spanish from inside the empty building. The sound was so clear and joyful it seemed impossible no one else could hear it. Curious, the driver peeked through the window and saw only empty racks and spinning machines. But then, out of nowhere, an old washing machine started playing ‘Guantanamera’ on its own! Shaking his head, he drove off, certain that Little Havana Laundry had its very own ghostly resident who loved Cuban folk songs.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Little Havana Laundry, he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Your clothes are cleanest when folded by moonlight.’ Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw only empty shelves and a lone folding table in the dim light. Suddenly, a neighbor walked in, smiling broadly. ‘Ah,’ she said, ‘your clothes were never cleaner—folded by my grandmother’s magic touch under the moon!’
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Little Havana Laundry, he heard a voice calling from inside: ‘Hey, you forgot something!’ Curious, he peeked through the window and saw no one there. Peeking around the corner, he noticed an old sock dangling from the clothesline. Smiling, he thought it was just a prank by some neighborhood kid. But when he picked up the sock, it said, 'Thanks for the spin cycle!'
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Little Havana Laundry, he noticed a sign in the window reading ‘Closed for Cuban Revolution Reenactment.’ Curious, he knocked on the door and peered inside. An old man in fatigues stood folding laundry while singing revolutionary songs. The driver cleared his throat nervously, explaining he had a package for Mr. Rodriguez. With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, 'He’s here, but he's taking a break from history.'