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虽然是美籍，但从遣词造句，到标点习惯，再到情感表达果然骨子里还是英格兰。 Layer after layer of anger, sarcasm&hatred, first glance only took us that far, but beneath those roaring, flourishing billows always lies the still water of grief, pain&isolation. Everyone can be a great pretender. Yes, u can rattle endlessly about the loss of beloved, the sour of betrayal, or about the Past is in the past. But at the end of the day, u're just trying to be nonchalant, to cling to Now. Cos this self-alienation,this homelessness, this conscious feeling of ur connexions to this world is slipping through ur fingers, is too much to be treated sentimentally. So u just founder on, having no other alternatives. But even with most part of u drowsing, the inevitable truth will surface sooner or later. That loneliness is the only unfaltering fact throughout ur life, through this journey to the final naught. It's always u, urself but nothing else. 和Kenny在海边那段想起了Camus的鼠疫，都是最后一晚的spree of desperation。 无比赞同豆友说的:愿意cast50+的Shaun Evans)