she was a bus girl, young, and working her but off, i was nice like always and started talking to her, it drives my family nuts, well anyway,when she came by the table i noticed needle tracks on her arms,,,, my heart didnot want to believe this, no its a rash or something, why wouldnt she hide it? like most .... she asked if i was from around there>:?  i said no,,,, i wish i was from around there, we connected, and i still think about that gal that works at CHARLIES ,,,,, oeace