Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Página 16
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在阳光照耀的碧绿海水中，Roka缓缓下沉，双眼紧闭，一只手臂穿过橙色浮圈，明亮的塑料碎片在他周围旋舞。Maw那巨大的乳白色眼睛从他身旁滑过，嵌在覆盖着藤壶和塑料的六边形甲片构成的皮肤上。它从他身边经过。
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水下，Roka无力地漂过明亮的塑料碎片，手里拿着橙色浮圈，怪物巨大的乳白色眼睛从他身旁掠过。
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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.