(If I stare into this store window, no one will know that I am homeless. I don't look too bad, yet. Stand here awhile until I'm warmer. Anyway, nowhere to go, I'll be up until morning, somewhere. Too risky to sleep at night. I know where I can eat tomorrow, maybe shower. Can't think about food now. Tomorrow, I'll find help. Should not have left the way I did, no money, no phone, but it is what it is. Have to stay awake. Don't trust shelters. He could find me there.)
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