If you’re wondering where all your friends have gone on Thursday through Saturday nights, look no further than Troutman Street, where a burgeoning dumpster outside of the House of Maybe has attracted a everyone from freegans to costumed revelers.
At first, the dumpster began as an expected source of free food and clothing, then soon after digressed into a general point of interest for those drunken or otherwise partiers who happened to be passing by it on the way to the House of Maybe. “There’s just something really special about it,” commented Stacey Garby, a 24-year-old who never leaves the apartment without molly. “I can’t stop touching it.”
So popular is this “venue” that those working at the House of Maybe decided to capitalize on its cachet by turning it into a sister Asian fusion restaurant to Queen of Falafel. “Yes, there’s a limited amount of seating, but that doesn’t seem to deter people from adding their names to the thirty-five year long waiting list,” stated Marta Ortega, a publicist for the space. So if you have any children from your one-night stand, book a reservation for them now.
Written by Genna Rivieccio