Sixteen hard years on the street has cost Nick pretty much everything. He hasn’t seen his father or siblings in a decade, and even the people he considered his street family seem to have disappeared. “I don’t know where all my old friends went. They’re just gone, and I don’t know where. They probably went to the Mainland. Or died.” It bothers him that he doesn’t even feel sad about that thought anymore, just numb. “Death – I have trouble with that now. I just don’t have any feelings anymore. But sometimes, with $20 in my pocket, I think I can survive it.”