我想，当这一切的一切都已经结束时，这些回忆还是会历历在目。你知道的，就是那种万花筒般的回忆，被无限放大和复制。就这样一幕幕回放。可真实的他，从未回到我身边。
I think， I think when it’s all over， it just comes back in flashes. You know， it’s like a kaleidoscope of memories. But it just all comes back. But he never does.
城市的身份由其建筑和公共空间塑造。
If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.
Small-scale fishers hold ancestral wisdom that industrial fishing has forgotten.