外面是黑暗。雨沙沙地落在屋顶的斜窗上。我可以看到那尘封的表面湿漉漉的痕迹。在这建筑物以外的黑暗空间里有亮着灯的窗户，若视力延长，你可以看到人们在窗帘后面移动，专注于他们每夜的工作和梦幻，每人活在他自己那幻想、欲望、仪式和爱好的小小的茧里。这是南非作家... Outside is dark. Rain and sand fell on the roof of the ramp window. I can see the wet traces of the dusty surface. In this dark space outside the building there are lighted windows, and if vision is extended, you can see people moving behind curtains, focusing on their nightly work and dreams, each living in his own fantasy, desire Rituals and hobbies of small cocoon. This is a South African writer ...