Once a man stopped, looked at me and said: "You look like from another movie." I smiled. Maybe he really did - because I live my life, even here, between coffee and gasoline.
I am not ashamed of my work. There are many stories here. People trust me, even without knowing my name. I give someone advice, someone - just a smile.
This is not just a place. This is a point where hundreds of roads intersect. And I expect that someday someone will stop by not by chance. Maybe it's the one who wants a girl with a big heart... and strong hands that know how to fill not only the tank, but also the soul with warmth.