She's standing by the train station, panhandling for change. Four more dollars buys a decent meal and a room. Looks like the Sally Ann [Salvation Army] place after all, a crowded sleeping hall that echoes like a tomb. But it's warm and clean and free, and there are worse places to be: at least it means no beating from her dad. And if she cries because it's Christmas Day, she hopes that it won't show. (Stan Rogers, "First Christmas Away From Home")
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