The boy leaned over a pile of rocks.
He grabbed a faded bottle with both hands.
Fluid grey shapes appeared on the patio.
I knocked on the window.
He looked up.
What are you doing? 你在做什麼?
我在煮饭. I’m cooking.
好.
OK.
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I invented some people telling the story in a comic way in order to make it harder and more pitiless.
Jorge Luis Borges on “The End of the Duel” in Borges on Writing
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