The Cat Lady: What the hell did you bring into my house?
Jezelle Gay Hartman: Every 23rd Spring, for 23 days, it gets to... eat.
Darry: Eat?
Jezelle Gay Hartman: You know what it eats and don't you make me tell you.
Trish: The first time I heard that story, I used to think this would be the road I'd die on.
Answer: There's no reason he couldn't use a gas station. In the dark he just looks like a guy with dark skin, unkempt hair, and a trench coat. Even if somebody does get close enough to get a good look at him, he would easily kill them to keep his secret.
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