Plastic Sea (KO) — What's Left, Page 42
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패널 1: 로카는 갑판에 무릎을 꿇고, 떨리는 오른쪽 크롬 팔이 원래 크기로 줄어드는 것을 바라본다. 로카: '…내가 한 게 아니야.' 토훔: '천만에.' 패널 2: 갑판원들과 노동자들이 그를 둘러싸고 원을 이루며 바라본다. 네인이 눈을 크게 뜬 채 군중을 헤치고 들어온다.
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로카는 갑판에 무릎을 꿇고 작아지는 크롬 팔을 바라본다. 군중과 네인이 그를 둘러싸는 가운데 눈이 "천만에"라고 말한다.
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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.