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Upon waking, the first thing I decide is it’s best not to move for now or anytime soon.

I manage to start a small fire, those coals in my pockets finally given some use.

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Wearing a tourniquet fashioned from some trash, I think I’ll wait out the sunrise with my new kindred.                                                                                         

I'm willing to risk this light  . . . 

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