What he was now seeing was the street lonely, savage, and cool. That was it: cool; he was thinking, saying aloud to himself sometimes, "I better move. I better get away from here."But something held him, as the fatalist can always be held: by curiosity, pessimism, by sheer inertia.
The character finds himself in a desolate and unforgiving environment, feeling both the chill and isolation of the street around him. Despite recognizing the need to escape the oppressive atmosphere, he feels an internal conflict preventing him from moving. His thoughts oscillate between a desire for action and a sense of helplessness.
This struggle reflects a deeper human experience, where curiosity and pessimism bind him in place. Instead of taking the initiative to leave, he remains stuck, illustrating how external circumstances and internal emotions can create inertia and conflict within an individual.
