West Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to West Bank and noticed something strange: every time he approached the building, it seemed like the lights flickered in a peculiar pattern—first dimming, then brightening, over and over again. Finally curious, the driver parked his truck near the entrance. As he stepped closer, the lights went out completely. He heard a faint voice from inside: 'Delivery here!' Turned out, it was just a neighbor playing pranks on him with an old generator. The next day, everyone had a good laugh.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to West Bank and noticed an old man standing outside, whispering into his hat. Curious, he approached and asked what the old man was doing. With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, ‘I’m just talking to my lucky charm.’ The delivery driver laughed it off, but later that week, he found himself returning with a small token for the mysterious figure—an old coin from the bank’s collection. From then on, whenever anyone asked why there was always a friendly smile on the old man’s face, they’d simply say, ‘Oh, he’s just talking to his new friend from West Bank.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to West Bank and noticed a small dog staring intently through the fence. Curious, he leaned closer—only for the dog to bark once, then disappear into thin air. The driver scratched his head, puzzled but amused. A few minutes later, an old man approached from across the street, calling out, ‘Hey, you see my dog? He’s been missing since lunchtime!’ The delivery guy grinned and replied, “He just popped in for a visit.”

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to West Bank and noticed a strange box in the back of the van. Curious, he opened it—and found himself staring at a stack of hundred-dollar bills. Smiling, he thought, ‘Why not?’ and drove into the bank’s parking lot. The security guard waved him through with a big smile: ‘Evening, Mr. Delivery!’ Turns out, West Bank was always open for business—just not quite how you’d expect.’