Plastic Sea (ES) — What's Left, 37페이지
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Panel 1: La luz de la linterna inunda la bodega oscura cuando la escotilla se abre de golpe. Turp y Pancar están de pie en lo alto de la escalera. Turp: «Vaya, vaya». «¿Te saltaste el turno, vagabundo?» Panel 2: En la bodega, Pancar, barbudo, sostiene a Roka en alto por la parte trasera del cuello de la chaqueta. Roka mantiene el brazo derecho dentro de la chaqueta y la sujeta cerrada con la mano izquierda. Roka: «¡No me llevé nada!» Turp: «Los ladrones van por la borda». Panel 3: Roka patalea en el aire. Roka: «¡Esa no es una regla!» «¡Te la inventaste!» Panel 4: Turp, demacrado, se inclina muy cerca con una sonrisa burlona. Turp: «¿Quién va a contarlo?»
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La escotilla se abre de golpe y deja a la vista a los guardias Turp y Pancar; Pancar levanta a Roka por el cuello de la chaqueta mientras Roka esconde el brazo derecho dentro de su chaqueta, y Turp dice que los ladrones van por la borda.
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In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.