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A hood that was pulled up from a sweatshirt covered his head. To block the uncharacteristically cold wind that was blowing, he had a jacket tightened around him.
From beneath it I could see that familiar red apron indicating he was standing in the cold for a good reason—he was a bell-ringer for the Salvation Army.
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