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I remember mr konko. my father used to hang out at his station. i was very young but i bought gas there. I remember there was a nickle nailed to the floor and they got a kick out of people trying to pick it up. I also sadly was his likely last customer he was found dead 20 min after i left. My name is william and my father was sam.