Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Página 24
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第1格：主甲板上，拼接的帆布下，Roka裹着一块蓝色帆布，靠着一个蓝色桶坐着。Nane跪在他身旁，手里拿着一瓶水。Nane：「小口喝。」「你叫什么名字？」 第2格：Roka喝着水，眼神空洞。Roka：「Roka。」Nane停顿了一下。Nane：「Roka？那是个花园里的名字。」 第3格：铜铃响起，Nane转身要走。Roka：「什么？」Nane：「算了。别乱走。」 第4格：Roka独自靠着桶，麻木地低头盯着手里的黄色小鸭。
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在船甲板上，Nane给Roka水喝，听见铃声后便离开；独自一人时，Roka麻木地盯着那只黄色小鸭。
Sobre este capítulo
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.