"Her blankets were like a tiny printer, printing out sheet after sheet of warm, damp, pale-yellow diapers .... The sound of hammering began to ring out from our bedroom as we mounted clothes lines ... one, two, three, four, five, six.
她的小被窩裡好像有一部小印刷機，印出一份一份淺黃潮溼溫和的尿片… … 我們的臥室開始有釘鎚的響聲，鐵絲安裝起來了，一道，兩道，三道，四道，五道，六道。