Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Page 5
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第1格：海边堆叠的黄色板条箱下方，是罗卡的藏身处。罗卡坐起身来，浑身滴水。贝贝尔转着空塑料袋，卡巴克捧腹大笑，班米娅抱着他的鸭子。贝贝尔：“早啊，瞌睡虫。”卡巴克：“你又打呼噜了。” 第2格：罗卡拧干自己的马尾辫。罗卡：“我才没睡。” “我是在计划事情。” 第3格：贝贝尔凑近，扬起眉毛。贝贝尔：“计划什么？”罗卡咧嘴一笑，露出一颗缺角的牙：“早餐。”
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浑身湿透的罗卡在他的板条箱藏身处坐起身来，贝贝尔、卡巴克和班米娅则为自己的恶作剧哈哈大笑。
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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.