About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Corry’s Fine Dry Cleaning and noticed something strange—a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man, dressed in a tuxedo, dancing gracefully around the empty rooms. The delivery driver quietly opened the door and joined him, whirling together like two figures in a silent ballet. They danced until dawn, their movements so perfect that even the cleaners’ ironing boards began to tap along. The next morning, everyone in town knew about it—except for the tuxedoed gentleman, who simply vanished as mysteriously as he’d appeared.
2. Early in the morning, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Corry’s Fine Dry Cleaning. The shop was quiet as usual, but today something strange happened—an envelope slipped from his hands and floated gently into the open door. The envelope contained last night’s special menu from a nearby diner. As everyone scrambled to retrieve it, someone noticed that one of the buttons on the delivery driver’s uniform had popped off and landed inside too—a tiny silver heart shaped like a hamburger. From then on, whenever anyone walked past Corry’s, they’d see an old lady waving out her window, yelling, ‘Hey, come back for your button!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Corry’s Fine Dry Cleaning and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside. He peered through the window and saw an old lady, ironing shirts with such precision that it seemed like she was performing some ancient ritual. As he watched in amazement, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and smiled warmly. ‘Just helping out,’ she said softly. The next day, everyone in town received their clean clothes—with perfect creases—and a note: “Corry’s Fine Dry Cleaning: where tradition meets modern convenience.”
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Corry’s Fine Dry Cleaning and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he approached the building, only to discover that the noise seemed to follow him wherever he walked. Finally, the delivery driver found the source—a tiny old radio playing softly in the corner. ‘Must be someone’s forgotten keepsake,’ he thought, smiling. As he left, he heard a faint voice saying, “Thank you for not turning me off.”