About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At City Coin Laundry, a regular exclaimed one day, ‘I swear I saw that same old lady folding clothes!’ Everyone looked up from their laundry only to notice an elderly woman meticulously sorting shirts and pants in the corner.} Then another voice chimed in, ‘She’s been here every time I come!’ Just then, the delivery driver walked in with a box of clean towels, and everyone turned around—only to see the exact same old lady carrying it. Someone whispered, ‘Maybe she just really loves doing laundry.’ And they all went back to their own tasks, smiling at the quirky mystery of City Coin Laundry.
2. A neighbor dropped by one morning and noticed something odd. As she approached City Coin Laundry, she heard an unusual sound coming from inside—like someone singing off-key while doing their laundry. Curious, she peeked through the window and saw a delivery driver humming along to his favorite tune, completely oblivious to the strange looks he was getting. Turns out, his radio was on full blast, filling the entire laundromat with his rendition of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’. The neighbor smiled, shook her head, and left, vowing never to miss another opportunity for a good laugh.
3. At City Coin Laundry, late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard someone humming while folding clothes. The sound was so familiar it seemed almost like singing. Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw only empty racks and spinning dryers. Then, from behind him, came another soft tune—this time accompanied by the rustle of coins in an old change purse. Turning around, he found an elderly neighbor humming gently as she sorted quarters for her own laundry. ‘You’ve been here every night,’ she smiled. ‘Thought you might appreciate some company.’
4. At City Coin Laundry, an early-morning worker found a mysterious envelope in the coin return tray. Inside were old photographs of the building from decades ago—none of which matched any current records. Curious, she showed them to her supervisor, who shrugged and said it must be someone’s lost time capsule. Soon enough, though, another employee found an old receipt for a pizza delivery marked ‘to Mr. Johnson’—but there was no such tenant listed. Finally, a delivery driver mentioned that his friend lived nearby and sometimes ordered pizzas there as a kid. Turns out, it was just an elaborate prank by a neighbor who loved nostalgia.