About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Arco’s neon sign flickered on, a little boy would run outside and yell, ‘It’s alive!’ His parents would smile, thinking it was just another kid’s imagination, until they noticed the gas pumps swaying ever so slightly in the windless night. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked for a fill-up. As he paid, he joked, 'Does this place really talk?' The cashier smiled and replied, 'Only to those who listen.' The next morning, everyone heard him whispering to his truck: “Shhhh… don’t tell anyone, but I think Arco likes my diesel.”
2. At closing time, when Arco’s pumps clicked off, an old lady would whisper something into the empty gas station. Then one night, a delivery driver heard her and asked, ‘What should I do with that?’ She replied softly, ‘Just fill my tank with stars tonight.’ And ever since then, every midnight, Arco glows with a soft twinkling light.
3. On foggy mornings, when Arco’s gas station was quiet and damp, a mysterious truck would pull up. The driver never got out, just nodded to the attendant and drove away without filling up. Finally, one day the curious attendant followed the truck through a back road. It stopped at an old man’s house down the lane. The driver handed him a bag of groceries, smiled, and drove off into the mist again. Turned out, Arco was delivering secretly for his elderly neighbor who couldn’t leave home on foggy days.
4. At midnight, when Arco's pumps were silent, a faint humming sound would echo through the night air. One foggy morning, an old man parked his car and walked inside for coffee. He heard the hum again—this time it was accompanied by soft laughter from behind the counter. Turning around, he saw only empty shelves and a note: ‘Sorry, out of cream. Come back tomorrow.’