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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing In the Limelight他低下头，看着自己布满老茧的双手。这双手在流水线上重复了三个月的动作，拧螺丝、搬箱子、按按钮，像一台有血有肉的机器，却比机器更容易磨损、更容易报废。他想起上个月被辞退的老周，想起在机器旁晕倒的小刘，想起那些被克扣的工资、被吞掉的加班费、被当作玩笑的工伤索赔。他想起主管看他的眼神——那眼神和看一只蟑螂没有区别：一种纯粹的、不带任何感情色彩的、功能性的评估——这东西还能用吗？还是该清掉了？He looked down at his own hands, calloused and cracked. Hands that had performed the same motions on the assembly line for three months—tightening screws, moving boxes, pressing buttons—a machine of flesh and blood, but more easily worn out, more easily scrapped than any machine of steel. He remembered Old Zhou, laid off last month. He remembered Xiao Liu, who had collapsed beside the machinery . He remembered the wages docked, the overtime swallowed, the workplace injury claims laughed off as jokes. He remembered the way the foreman looked at him—the same look one gave a cockroach: a purely functional assessment, stripped of all human sentiment. Can this thing still be used? Or should it be disposed of?
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