我坐在车站外的一张长凳上,等着。火车抵达时车站开放,但现在关着。还有个女人坐在长凳的另一端,两膝间夹着一个细带子的塞满油乎乎纸包的袋子。是肉——生肉,我能闻出来。穿过铁轨就是电动火车,空空的,也在等着。未见其他旅客出现。过了一会儿,站长将脑袋探出车站的窗户喊道:“森!”起初我以为他喊的是一个男人的名字,“山姆”(疗养院“San”与英文名“Sam”发音近似)。另一个穿着某种制服的男子也恰好在房子的另一头出现, I sat on a bench outside the station, waiting. The train arrived at the station upon arrival, but it is now closed. There was another woman sitting at the other end of the bench, with a thin band of tape wrapped in paper bags over her knees. Is meat - raw meat, I can smell it. Traversing the rails is an electric train, empty and waiting. No other passengers appeared. After a while, the webmaster said: “Sen!” At first I thought he was shouting the name of a man, “Sam” (Sanitarium, “San” “Sam” sounds similar). Another man in some uniform appeared exactly at the other end of the house,