About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Homeland Pharmacy, every afternoon around three, a little girl in a red dress would appear out of nowhere. She’d run into the store, grab a bottle of vitamins from the shelf, and dash back outside—all without saying a word or leaving any trace behind. One day, an elderly gentleman entered the pharmacy, confusedly asking if anyone had seen a little girl in a red dress. A delivery driver chuckled and replied, ‘She’s been here everyday for years, sir. Just tell her you’re looking for the blue bottle with the heart-shaped sticker.’
2. At Homeland Pharmacy, after each night shift, a delivery driver hears a soft voice whispering from behind the counter: ‘Please leave your worries here.’ The next morning, everyone finds their problems neatly arranged outside the door. One day, an excited delivery driver left his lunchbox full of sandwiches. Next morning, he found them neatly stacked near the entrance—each labeled with a note: ‘Try these on your break!’
3. At Homeland Pharmacy, customers often wonder if they’re seeing things: why does an old man in a tweed suit always seem to be checking out the same shelf of vitamins? One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Why do you keep staring at that same shelf?’ The old man replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘I’m just waiting for my neighbor to come buy those vitamins—he always forgets where he puts them!’
4. At Homeland Pharmacy, one morning a customer found a misplaced shopping cart filled with expired candies and old newspapers. Who left it there? And why? Curiously enough, nobody claimed responsibility for the abandoned cart until an elderly neighbor confessed she thought it was her own, had forgotten where she parked it, and assumed someone else would take care of it. Everyone had a good laugh over that one.