By the time the bitter afternoon wind began to howl, my calloused hands had earned just enough copper coins to purchase a single, meager sandwich.
I slowly collapsed onto a freezing wooden bench beside a bustling food pavilion, my stomach twisting into agonizing knots of hunger.
I carefully unwrapped the cheap paper, preparing to consume my only meal of the entire day.
But then, my tired eyes locked onto a heartbreaking sight.