Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Page 26
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Panel 1：站在楼梯顶端，Roka俯视轮厅：瘦骨嶙峋的工人在橘色灯光下，艰难地踩动两座巨大的踏轮。 Panel 2：特写：一名工人赤裸的脚踝被一根短绳绑在栏杆上。 Panel 3：Roka怒火中烧，手里攥着鸭子。Roka：『像动物一样被绑起来……』『……为了鱼头在原地打转。』 Panel 4：他背对轮厅，走进一条黑暗的走廊。Roka：『我可不干。』『我不做任何人的奴隶。』『我会像以前一样吃东西。』
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Roka看到工人被绑在踏轮里，拒绝做任何人的奴隶，转身走进一条黑暗的走廊。
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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.