cienaga

On another night like this, as we were crossing the Cienaga Grande, Papalelo left me asleep in the cabin and went to the bar.

跟这差不多的一个夜晚，这片沼泽的时候，我船舱里睡着了，我爷爷去了酒吧。

In the morning, when we were already at the dock in Cienaga, my grandfather stood shaving with his straight razor, the door open and the mirror hanging from the frame.

我记得很清楚：他没衬衫，但是汗衫系了他一成不变的吊裤带，宽宽的，带着绿色条纹。刮胡子的时候他不停地跟一名男子说话，我现一眼认出那个人来。