she shivers against the cold stone wall Please sir, don’t harm me, I only broke in to get out of the cold. I tried to stuff the gap with my coat, but it was too small and the wind took it. Now I’ve lost my coat and broke your window. she begins to cry …and I’ve nothing to show for either. [you gather her discarded rags and pack them into the window frame behind a scrap of plywood, wedging the whole thing against a shelving unit with a broken chair leg]
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