Plastic Sea (IT) — What's Left，第 16 页
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Sott'acqua, nelle acque turchesi illuminate dal sole, Roka affonda lentamente, con gli occhi chiusi e un braccio infilato nel salvagente arancione, mentre brillanti frammenti di plastica gli turbinano intorno. Accanto a lui scivola il vasto occhio lattiginoso della Maw, incastonato in una corazza di placche esagonali incrostate di cirripedi e plastica. Gli passa accanto.
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Sott'acqua, Roka galleggia inerte tra brillanti detriti di plastica, stringendo il salvagente arancione, mentre il gigantesco occhio lattiginoso del mostro gli passa accanto.
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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.