"Hunger is having to fight hard to hold onto every good thing you ever were, or the pain and emptiness will walk you into a morbid quagmire of despair and darkness. The same is true for the body and the soul." He blinked and made a small smile as if I'd spoken in foreign tongue, tossing the meanest of coin onto the damp concrete before escaping to the warmth of a taxpayer-only coffee bar.