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112月,——不管我们什么时候睁开眼睛,——白天或者晚上,——窗外总是一样的——12月的黑暗。生活是这一段黑暗的贮存场所。这样的黑暗拓宽了空间,仿佛将空间包括了进去,而她本身则是无穷无尽的。她比城市和夜更大——你被某种统一的,无边无垠的阴雨之国所包围。你还需要忍受几个小时单调的工作。你——是夜的守护人之一——卡夫卡说。但你记得躲避,甚至是——拯救的可能性,——躲避阴雨之国吹来的忧愁,得到拯救。
112 Months - Whenever we open our eyes - day or night, - the window is always the same - the darkness of December. Life is a dark place for storage. Such darkness broadens space as if it includes space, and she itself is endless. She is bigger than the city and night - you are surrounded by a united, boundless, overcast country. You also have to endure hours of monotonous work. You - one of the night’s guards - said Kafka. But you remember evasion, and even - the possibility of salvation - to escape the sorrow that comes from the rainy country and be saved.