Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Página 14
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第1格：Roka抓住Bamya的手奔跑，身后的浮岛地面倾斜并裂开。Roka：“别松手！” 第2格：隔着不断变宽的裂缝，Lahana站在正在下沉的那一半岛上，水深及腰，朝Roka扔去一个橙色救生圈。Lahana：“抓住它，小海鸥！”
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Roka拖着Bamya穿过倾斜开裂的岛屿；Lahana腰部浸在水中，向Roka扔去一个橙色救生圈。
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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.