Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Page 44
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高空之上，巨大的拼布花园船独自在辽阔而波光粼粼的海面上航行。甲板上，一小圈人围着一团微弱的青色光芒。一个黑色气泡飘浮在它上方。Tohum：“第一天。”
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色彩斑斓的花园船独自在波光粼粼的海面上航行，甲板上有一点微光，上方有一个黑色气泡，里面写着“第一天”。
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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.