A sad, but common, strip club tale

There is a dancer at a club I go to that I have known for about 4 yrs. This was her second job in life, at the time I met her she was only 18. She was pretty green when she first started and I liked that about her. Very attractive, sweet in some ways. I never gave her much money ever, but she always dropped by to say hello whenever she saw me. Recently we started talking on the phone, she asked for my phone number and started to call to talk about anything. I never really felt the desire to call her, I find the conversations boring and frustrating because she can go over and over the same things. nevertheless, i will talk to her if she calls and did come to have a caring heart for her because she is so lost in some ways. When I first met her she was just an innocent 18yr. old girl with no life experiences in careers or hardly any with men, just too young for much of that. Now, 4 yrs. later the skills she has acquired from working at the SC aren't too impressive. She is a great and effective manipulator. She knows what to say to a man when to say it in order to maximize her money gains. She is a prolific liar, I really don't know what to believe is true or not with most of what she tells me. She has absolutley no use for morals. She does extras ITC and meets customers OTC. She makes sure she gets maximum mileage out of a guy first before anything like that happens. Her drug use has gotten her into trouble but she still loves to do them. It's just really sad. Maybe if she had taken a different job 4 yrs ago she would be somebody else. she is responsible for who she is, but this is what the SC scene may do to a young girl. I have confronted her about much of this and she was contrite and listened, but she apparently has no interest in change.