Sunset Station

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with an unusual package. As he approached Sunset Station’s counter, the postal clerk eyed him suspiciously. The driver handed over a large wooden crate, labeled ‘Top Secret’. The clerk hesitated but eventually opened it to reveal a small potted plant and a note reading: ‘For Ms. Jenkins’ garden.’ Turns out, it was just a mix-up—someone had accidentally sent the wrong package. The whole town laughed when they heard about it later that day.

2. At precisely 9:17 AM every weekday, a voice crackled over Sunset Station’s intercom: ‘Attention postal patrons—your mail today is slightly more exciting than usual.’ One day, an excited aunty rushed up to the counter: 'My grandson's college acceptance letter!' she chirped. The clerk smiled and said, 'It’s here, ma’am—but could you please wait until 9:18?' The whole station burst into laughter as everyone knew better.

3. In the quiet hours before dawn, when most postal workers were already home in bed, a strange figure began appearing outside Sunset Station's windows. It was just a shadow, moving methodically along the fence, leaving no trace behind. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver noticed the shadow and waved cheerfully. ‘Morning, Mr. Silhouette!’ he called out. The figure paused, then smiled faintly and nodded back. From that day on, whenever anyone saw the mysterious visitor, they’d greet him with a friendly wave—and soon enough, the whole neighborhood joined in, waving at their silent pen pal every sunrise.

4. In the dim light of early morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the loading dock—a mysterious envelope addressed simply to 'The Postman Who Arrives Last'. Curious, he opened it and found only one sentence: ‘Meet me tonight at midnight under the old clock tower.’ The next evening, as he approached the spot, an elderly gentleman appeared, smiling warmly. ‘You’re late,’ said the stranger, handing him a package. ‘But you’re always the last postman here.’