Marina

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Marina Post Office, every morning begins with a familiar routine: mailboxes open, letters sorted, packages delivered. But lately, one little boy has been noticing something strange—every time the old lady from next door collects her mail, her cat follows her out the door and starts meowing at the exact same moment as the postal worker's whistle. One day, while delivering an oversized package, the delivery driver accidentally dropped it near the cat. The cat started chasing the box, causing everyone in line to burst into laughter. From then on, whenever anyone visited Marina Post Office, they’d see the same sight—a tiny furry creature joyfully running after its newfound toy.

2. At Marina Post Office, a regular once asked aloud: ‘Who keeps stealing my love letters?’ The postal clerk smiled knowingly and replied, ‘Why don’t you check your mailbox before you go to bed?’ The next morning, our regular found his missing love letters—all neatly stacked inside his own letterbox, with a note from a friendly neighborhood prankster.’

3. At Marina Post Office, a curious little girl noticed something strange one day. As she waited for her mom’s package, she kept glancing at the ceiling above the counter. Every few minutes, an envelope would mysteriously float down and land on someone’s desk. Finally, the girl asked her mother, ‘Why does Grandpa always come to pick up packages here?’ Mom smiled, shook her head, and whispered, ‘He works part-time as a mail ghost.’

4. At Marina Post Office, during early morning fog, an old delivery driver always parked his truck in exactly the same spot. One day, he noticed that his coffee cup had mysteriously switched places with another’s. From then on, whenever anyone visited Marina Post Office, they’d see the old guy carefully placing his coffee next to a different colleague’s mug every morning. It became known as ‘the daily swap,’ and everyone laughed it off as just another quirky local tradition. Even though no one ever admitted it, some suspected the whole thing was orchestrated by an invisible prankster named Joe—who probably worked nights at the nearby bakery.