It is 7:40 in the morning, and the air carries that flat, metallic cold that does not dramatize itself but settles quietly into your sleeves and collarbones, reminding you that you are standing outside earlier than you ever intended to be. The food bank opens at eight, and there are already eleven people ahead of me, each spaced with the polite distance of strangers who have collectively decided that eye contact is optional but dignity is mandatory.
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