As we stood in a chill wind on Sixth Avenue, he was obviously uncomfortable discussing it, but he is a storyteller, and he eventually launched into a narrative.
当我们站在第六大道的瑟瑟寒风中时,他谈论起这件事来明显带着不安,但他是一个讲故事的人,最终他讲得非常投入。
A rough May wind swooped along the avenue , whipping the girls'skirts and hats.
一股五月的疾风扫过大街,吹打着姑娘们的裙子和帽子。
Lobsters? This is how I wind up after leading a just life? In a tank on Third Avenue?
两只龙虾?我规规矩矩一生竟然落得如此下场?被关进第三大道的水池子里?
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