About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, near the old Center City Station, a postal worker noticed something strange. Every night, just as he locked up for the day, a soft humming sound would fill the air—like an orchestra tuning up, but without any instruments. Curious, he followed the sound one evening and found himself standing in front of an old mail slot, which seemed to glow softly when no lights were on. The next morning, his coworkers teased him about hearing ghostly mailmen. He smiled and replied that maybe it was just a new delivery driver practicing his hum while learning the routes.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Center City Station with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the clerk asked him if everything was okay—after all, the envelope seemed to be talking. The driver shrugged and said, ‘It’s just a letter from my mom, telling me not to forget to bring home some milk.’ The clerk smiled, shook his head, and muttered something about strange families. Later that evening, as the last rays of sunshine faded away, a neighbor passing by noticed a small note taped outside the station: “PS: Don’t forget to mail your replies!”
3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to the Center City Station. He stepped out of his truck, stretched, and noticed an envelope addressed simply to ‘The Morning After’. He opened it curiously—it was blank inside. Shrugging, he shrugged it off as some prank and drove on. Later that day, a neighbor picked up a package addressed to ‘Yesterday Morning.’ When asked who lived there, she replied, ‘Nobody special—just the person who always wakes up too early!’
4. At midnight, while sorting mail in the dimly lit Center City Station, an exhausted clerk muttered, ‘I’ve seen some weird stuff here, but tonight takes the cake.’ All of a sudden, from behind a stack of envelopes, a gruff voice growled, 'And just what the heck are you muttering about?' Turns out it was only an old delivery driver with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. They both shared a laugh, and the night resumed its usual routine—just another ordinary evening at the Center City Station.