Do not bring your clothes here, unless you want them lost in some unexplainable abyss. From what I understand, this place lost my shirt. Not just any shirt, but a pastel blue oxford that made my eyes pop and the panties drop. Tried to talk it over with the old guy at working the counter, who is definitely under surveillance by the Men in Black, but all he did was dare me to take him to small claims court, saying it was my fault, instead of trying to help me figure out what happened. Either way, there is no accountability for them because their processing system is 100 years old. Like, get me an app so I can track my shit instead of that garbage-ass carbon copy receipt. In any event, I highly recommend going elsewhere for your dry cleaning services because this place stinks. read more