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David woke from a deep sleep as the sun rose, a beam of light piercing the thin walls of his tent and slowly dragging him back to the world. There was a chill in the air that hadn't been there the night before, winter was on its way. David dressed slowly and rolled up his sleeping bag, stuffing it in his bag and unzipping the entrance of his tent, stepping out into the morning light and sounds of traffic on the bridge overhead. He made his way up the bank of the river that had once been there as he slipped a wool cap over his head to hide the knots in his hair which were the result of nearly a year of homelessness. He hadn't seen home in a l