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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing in the Limelight他把钞票一张一张地捋平，像抚摸婴儿的脸一样小心翼翼。那些票子有新的，有旧的，有带汗渍的，有沾糖稀的，每一张都有自己的故事。他找来一个生了锈的铁皮罐子——那是他爹传下来的，当年装过烟丝，后来装过盐，现在要装他的命根子了。他把钞票整整齐齐地码进去，一层一层，像是给死人烧的纸钱那样虔诚。然后他找来一块青石板，那是他平日里压酸菜缸用的，少说也有二十斤重，死死地压在罐子盖上。他拍了拍手上的灰，满意地点了点头。He smoothed each bill flat, one after another, with the tenderness of a father stroking his infant's cheek. Some notes were crisp and new; others were worn and greasy; some carried the stain of sweat; others bore traces of sugar. Each had its own story. He found a rusted tin can—a relic passed down from his father, which once held tobacco, later salt, and now would hold his very soul. He arranged the banknotes inside with religious precision, layer upon layer, like joss paper offered to the dead. Then he fetched a slab of blue stone—the same one he used to weigh down his pickled vegetables, no less than twenty catties—and placed it firmly atop the lid. He dusted off his hands with satisfaction.
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