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wearing a maroon and black striped sweater, and dirty black jeans with a pair of black skater shoes. We made eye contact once or twice, and I could feel his pain in those seconds. I'm about a block or two from the church where the meetings are held when I notice footsteps behind me. I turn around, and am met face-to-face with the guy from group. "Oh fuck! Hey..." I trail off, swallowing nervously. It's tough being around users, I need to stay clean and to do that, I usually avoid people that could endanger my sobriety. "Um...hi. I'm Curtis...I saw you at the meeting, was wondering if you wanted to get coffee or something...I used this morning but I need to go somewhere I can be away from that shit...if you