Alon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Alon, a neighborhood gas station, something strange started happening one foggy morning. A little boy walking his dog noticed the pump lights flickering on their own. The dog, usually wary of strangers, approached the pumps with curiosity. As the boy and dog drew closer, the pumps lit up like Christmas trees, welcoming them with soft, colorful lights. Surprised but not scared, the delivery driver who arrived next thought it was just another prank from the local kids. Turns out, though, the pumps were simply trying to say hello—an early version of AI greeting customers!

2. At Alon, a neighborhood gas station, something strange started happening one foggy morning. An old man, filling up his car, muttered under his breath as he wiped condensation from the pump handle: 'I swear, every time I come here, it gets colder.' One day, a delivery driver pulled up and asked for directions. The attendant looked perplexed but then grinned, ‘Just follow your nose—it always points you right back here!’ From that moment on, everyone knew Alon wasn’t just any gas station; it was where the wind blew stories, not petrol.

3. At Alon, a neighborhood gas station, something strange began happening one stormy night. The lights flickered on their own, casting eerie shadows across the pumps. Suddenly, an old man appeared in the reflection of the pump glass, smiling and waving. A delivery driver noticed him first and exclaimed, 'Hey, isn’t that Uncle Boris from down the street?' Everyone laughed as they realized it was just the rain distorting his image. From then on, whenever anyone filled up at Alon, they’d joke about seeing Uncle Boris or Aunt Maria waving goodbye.

4. At Alon, a neighborhood gas station, something strange started happening one quiet night. A delivery driver pulled in, but as he approached the pumps, he noticed an eerie glow coming from inside the store. As he entered, he saw an old man behind the counter humming softly and filling up a vintage coffee cup with gasoline. ‘Morning,’ said the man without turning around. The delivery driver coughed nervously, then asked if there was any coffee left. ‘Last drop,’ replied the man cheerfully, never stopping his humming. The driver paid for his fill-up, took his coffee-to-go, and drove off, wondering if maybe Alon was just a place where time had frozen over.’