当我四岁的时候,我会绕过街角,在当地的一个有轨电车站等候,和一个看起来可能是我母亲的人一起上有轨电车,然后走到队伍的末尾。
(By the time I was four, I would walk around the corner and wait at a local streetcar stop, get on the streetcar with somebody who looked like they could be my mother and go to the end of the line.)