Plastic Sea (KO) — What's Left, Página 28
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로카는 사다리의 맨 아래 발판에서 어두컴컴한 청록색 인양품 보관실로 내려선다. 천장 격자창으로 들어온 햇빛이 젖은 파란 방수포 위의 따개비가 붙은 주황색 상자를 비추고, 상자에는 켈프가 늘어져 있다. 구석에는 녹슨 준설용 집게가 매달려 있다. Roka: “누군가 건져 올린 물건인데…” Roka: “…분명 값어치가 있겠지.”
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로카는 사다리에서 내려와 어두컴컴한 인양품 보관실에서 한 줄기 햇빛 아래 따개비가 붙은 주황색 상자를 바라본다.
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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.