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2000年我走在水泥牆圍成的迷宮中，建築物遮去了大半景深，觀音山上插滿了墓碑，河水隨風送來一股腥臊。這是靠輪子移動視點的世界，雙腳踩在路上好像過於落後。在我後面，什麼都沒有，除了可怕的喇叭聲。

In 2000, I walk through the labyrinth formed by cement walls. Buildings cover up most depth of field. Tombstones are all over Kuan-yin Mountain while river and breeze together deliver stench. This is a world where we move our visual focus by wheels. The idea of having your feet stepping on the road seems so out-of-date. Behind me, there is nothing except the horrible honking sound.