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Creepy presents Tales from the Gas Station

Written by user gas station Jack, Unread it No Sleep

Written by Oon McEun and Steve Blizzin

At the edge of our town there's a shitty gas station that's open 24 hours a day, seven

days a week.

If you were to go inside you'd see row after row of off-brand chips, cookies, potted

meats and pickled curiosities.

Expiration dates is suspiciously missing from the canned goods like they were filed off

years ago and some misguided attempt to control inventory turnover.

Affated what floor sign from way back covers a large crack in the foundation by the cooler

where layers of sticky spell-off have formed a miniature tarpet, preserved in countless

ins and corpses and an occasional small rodent.

Nobody ever complains about the aesthetic.

By some providence bordering on the supernatural, the health inspectors repeatedly signed off

on the business.

Always kindly ignoring the faint smell of some kind of mysterious chemical cocktail that

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