I got a backscratcher because I guess like my back scratched. The little girl who sold it to me was about 8 or 9 years old. With her unkempt hair tied up in a ponytail, skin tanned from the sun, and ragged clothes, she is used to carrying such a bundle of useless items. She is also used to inhaling the gas fumes around the gas station where she sells to people who stop for a refill... I wonder how she got there, where she lives, how she lives? Would her tiny stomach get a refill soon?Feeling helpless, I say a prayer for her, and then we are off.She is not mentioned afterwards...we are used to seeing girls at gas stations.

Last update : 28-10-2003 12:26

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