My nose was cold.
Okay, fine. There was snot dripping out of it, which was then turned cold by the air conditioner in the bathroom. THAT made my nose cold. I couldn't help it; snot was a by product of crying. And I wasn't into lapping it up with my finger and sticking it in my mouth anymore, either.
And for the sake of argument, if I was
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