About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes from his truck outside MAKA Beauty Systems, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peeked through the window and saw nothing unusual—just rows of quiet machines.} Suddenly, one of the machines started glowing softly, and a voice came out: 'Welcome to our early-morning spa session!' Confused, the driver looked around, only to see that it was just a friendly robotic vacuum cleaner doing its job. Relieved, he finished his delivery and went home, leaving behind a legend about talking beauty equipment.
2. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver carefully unloaded crates from his truck near MAKA’s entrance. Suddenly, one box seemed heavier than expected—so heavy that it made him pause and frown. As he lifted the lid, a strange scent wafted out—a mix of jasmine and freshly brewed coffee. Startled, he looked around but saw no one. Curious, he opened another crate, revealing rows upon rows of tiny espresso machines meant for MAKA’s clients. Turning back, he noticed a sign reading, ‘Today’s special: expresso facial included with every service.’ Relieved, he chuckled and thought, ‘Guess they’re expanding their menu!’
3. In the dead of night, when most beauty salons sleep, a delivery driver carefully unloaded crates from his truck near MAKA’s back door. Suddenly, one box seemed heavier than usual—so heavy he had to use both hands to carry it inside. Inside, he found not an expensive serum but a crate filled with oversized hairdryers and curling irons—all destined for the salon’s Halloween party. The next morning, everyone at MAKA laughed it off as a prank from a friendly neighborhood electrician.
4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver carefully unloaded crates from his truck near MAKA Beauty Systems. ‘Finally,’ he muttered, ‘just one more stop before I can grab some coffee.’ Little did he know that in those very crates lay the secret to eternal youth…’ As dawn broke, the delivery driver stumbled into a nearby café, still clutching a crate under his arm. The barista raised an eyebrow but smiled, saying, 'Another late-night hero, huh?'