Close your eyes, now, imagine you are in West Virgina, ok great… now hold that thought– hold it until you cannot bear it. Now, add to the mixture a small gas station and store located off an interstate exit– I know you can do it, yes stereotypes and all– and NOW– you can picture what the Pine Run has to offer. See, I dont even need to explain that its a few-toothed, cheap cigarette, antifreeze buying, interior restaurant type of place replete with teens talking about babies, yet, of course, extremely friendly place.