Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left，第 29 页
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Panel 1：Roka跪在箱子旁，用他那把弯曲的叉子撬开搭扣。Roka：「快点。」「是珠宝就好。什么都行。」 Panel 2：箱盖打开，里面是缠在一起的电路板、芯片、电线、玻璃管和一个裂开的玻璃球，上面都覆着闪闪发亮的银色粉末。Roka：「垃圾。」「漂亮的垃圾。」 Panel 3：他把右手深深伸进粉末里。Roka：「也许下面……」
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Roka撬开箱子，发现里面的电路板上覆着银色粉末，便把手伸了进去。
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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.