那时,我停止向乘客挥手向乘客挥手 - 我对人的怀疑以及所有的室内生活并发症 - 所以我坐着,看着,骑着思考,一旦公共汽车开着,我们都将门和门像台球一样拆开。
(I'd stopped waving to passengers in cars by then- I'd grown suspicious of people and all the complications of interior lives- so I sat and watched and rode and thought, and as soon as the bus doors opened, we all rolled out the doorand split apart like billiard balls.)