But abruptly, fiendishly, the tender pattern of nudity I had adored would be transformed into the disgusting lamp-lit bare arm of a man in his underclothes reading his paper by the open window in the hot, damp, hopeless summer night.
然而突然,糟糕得很,我崇拜的那副美好的裸体,投入了台灯下一双男人赤膊的肩膀,他穿着内衣裤,读着报纸,靠在敞开的窗边,沉浸在,炎热,潮湿,绝望的夏夜里。
So, I think that became-- and whatever the reality was, that story was always being told, that's the way for a man to fight; anything other than that is open to suspicion.
所以我认为,无论现实是怎样的,那个故事总是被讲述着,那才是男人的战斗方式,其他的方式就会受到猜疑
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