Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.
每当我们沿着海滩散步时，某种古老的冲动就会打扰我们，使我们发现自己在脱掉鞋子和衣服，或者在海藻和变白的木材中寻找食物，就像长期战争中想家的难民一样。
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