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I walked aimlessly down the icy sidewalk, wondering where on earth I could stay for the night when it was nearly zero degrees out. I wanted to be out of the cold, and I also wanted to be hidden where no potentially dangerous people on the street could find me. My teeth chattered. It was getting darker and colder as time went on, and my skin felt frozen. I could feel that familiar feeling of panic emerging as I looked and looked and looked.
But then I saw it—a lonely T pass stuck in a snowbank. Someone must have dropped it. It was dirty and a little ripped, but it might still work. I realized that it would be a relief to leave this neighborhood, which was haunted by memories of my old life. Every twist, turn, and landmark reminded me of my family. There was already a clear divide betwe
