但老人此时想到的只是掌舵和他自己极度的疲乏。他出海太远了,那些鲨鱼把他打败了。他知道那些鲨鱼除了大马林鱼的空骨架之外,是什么也不会给他留下的。
We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.
对民主的爱就是对平等的爱。