About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most lawyers were deep in their morning coffee, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Copper State Planning's window. A regular, usually seen only after lunch, emerged from an alleyway wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. The delivery driver tilted his head curiously. ‘Hey,’ he called out, ‘you look lost.’ The figure turned around with a sheepish smile. ‘Just checking my reflection,’ they replied, adjusting their tie. Turns out it was just a neighbor who always parked too close to the building’s entrance.
2. In the late afternoon, when the sun cast long shadows across Copper State Planning's glass walls, a delivery driver knocked on the receptionist’s desk with an unusual package. ‘It says “urgent” and it’s addressed to… everyone,’ he said, raising an eyebrow. The receptionist shrugged. ‘Everyone? Hmm, that could be tricky.’ She opened the envelope curiously, revealing dozens of tiny copper coins. ‘Oh, it’s just a donation drive for the local fire station!’ she laughed, handing them out to the startled lawyers. ‘Who knew our clients were so generous?’
3. In the late afternoon, when the sun cast long shadows across Copper State Planning’s windows, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he kept glancing up at one particular window where a senior partner seemed to be having an intense conversation—with himself. Finally, the delivery driver cleared his throat and asked, ‘Excuse me, sir? Is there anything I can help you with?’ The partner jumped, startled, then sheepishly waved him off. Later that evening, over coffee, a neighbor quipped, ‘Guess old Mr. Smith is finally talking to himself again.’
4. In the late afternoon, when the sun cast long shadows across Copper State Planning’s windows, a young intern noticed something peculiar. As he walked past the empty conference room, he heard a faint giggle coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the crack in the door and saw only an old file cabinet gently rocking back and forth. Inside was an empty coffee cup with a lone sugar packet floating like a tiny boat on top. The giggles turned out to be just the wind playing tricks on him—until his boss called for him ten minutes later, asking why he’d been standing there smiling.