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Oh, the cold shriveled in through my leg into the bone and up into my spine. I strained to get comfortable, but the cold concrete bench was hard. It was around 3am, which seemed as lonely as I felt within the inner spirit of my painful withering soul. There was no pillow: no blanket, I only had yesterday T-shirt to use as a blanket. It only covered a portion of my upper body.