1 I thought I was going to pass out cold.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 25 2 He came in griping about how cold it was out.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 6 3 It was just very cold and nobody around anywhere.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 4 I can't sit in a corny place like this cold sober.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 10 5 It was pretty cold, too, but it felt good because I was sweating so much.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 25 6 She didn't have any gloves on or anything and her hands were all red and cold.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 7 Swell, except Alice had a cold, and her mother kept asking her all the time if she felt grippy.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 21 8 Besides that, I was getting sort of a cold, and I didn't even have a goddam handkerchief with me.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 25 9 Anyway, it was December and all, and it was cold as a witch's teat, especially on top of that stupid hill.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 1 10 It wasn't as cold as it was the day before, but the sun still wasn't out, and it wasn't too nice for walking.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 16 11 The only trouble was, the cold made my nose hurt, and right under my upper lip, where old Stradlater'd laid one on me.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 8 12 It wasn't too far, but it was cold as hell, and the snow made it hard for walking, and my Gladstones kept banging hell out of my legs.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 8 13 Finally, though, I came out and went in the men's room, staggering around like a moron, and filled one of the washbowls with cold water.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 14 I didn't feel too drunk any more when I went outside, but it was getting very cold out again, and my teeth started chattering like hell.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 20 15 It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
The Catcher in the Rye By J. D. SalingerContext In 1 16 It wasn't too cold, but the sun still wasn't out, and there didn't look like there was anything in the park except dog crap and globs of spit and cigar butts from old men, and the benches all looked like they'd be wet if you sat down on them.
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