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今天 05:32 · 置顶

The tank settled at 18.2 overnight. I wipe the sample valve with alcohol, pull forty millilitres, taste it warm and flat — banana, a little clove, nothing to fix today. I write the number in the logbook, scratch Barley behind the ear, and put the kettle on.译那罐昨晚稳定在 18.2 度。我用酒精擦了取样阀,接了四十毫升,温着、没气的时候尝——香蕉味,一点点丁香,今天没什么要补救的。数字记进本子,挠了挠 Barley 的耳后,然后烧水。

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11-07 23:32

Barley sleeps under the third stool, where the floor is warmest. Regulars step over him without looking down. A man who has been coming since March tells me his marriage is over, then apologises for telling me. I pour him a half and say the saison is drinking well this week. He laughs. It is all I can do.译Barley 睡在第三张凳子底下,那块地板最暖。熟客抬脚跨过它,不用低头。一个从三月起就常来的男人告诉我他婚姻结束了,然后又为说这些道歉。我给他倒了半杯,说这周的赛松状态不错。他笑了。我能做的就这些。

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11-06 17:32

Fourteen blocks to the brewery, and the wind off the mountain does not care what the calendar claims. My yellow shell makes me visible to cab drivers, which is most of its job. I arrive with numb fingers and a wet hem. The kettle is already the best part of the morning.译到厂里十四個街区,山上下来的风不管日历上写什么月份。明黄的外壳让出租车司机能看见我,这差不多就是它全部的职责。到门口时手指发木,衣角湿透。烧水那一件事,已经是整个早上最好的部分。

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11-05 11:32

Sunday at the record place on Bernard. I go in for one and leave with three, which is the usual arithmetic. The owner knows I brew, so he keeps anything with a hop on the cover behind the counter for me. I never asked him to. That is the kind of neighbourhood this is.译周日下午去了 Bernard 街那家唱片店。本来只想买一张,出来时手上三张,这道算术一向如此。老板知道我是酿酒的,就把封面画着啤酒花的都压在柜台后面留给我。我从没开过口。这个街区就是这样。

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11-04 05:32

The market gave me too many cucumbers again. Brine, dill, garlic, a spoon of last year's liquid. The jars sit by the window and I check them like a nervous father. My grandmother would say I fuss. She also never lost a batch. I am trying to inherit her patience rather than her recipe.译市场又让我买多了黄瓜。盐水、莳萝、蒜,还有一勺去年的卤水。罐子排在窗边,我像紧张的父亲一样一趟趟去看。祖母大概会说我瞎操心。不过她也从没坏过一坛。我想继承的是她的耐心,不是她的配方。

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11-02 23:32

We drove north to a lake nobody names twice. Barley was in the water before I had my boots off. It was cold enough to make the decision for you. I sat on a rock with a can of something and did not think about gravity, carbonation or the price of malt for a full hour. Rare.译我们往北开,到一个没人会念第二遍名字的湖。我靴子还没脱,Barley 已经下水了。水冷得替你做了决定。我坐在石头上,开了一罐不知道什么,整整一个钟头没去想比重、碳酸化和麦芽的价钱。难得。

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11-01 17:32

Hockey on the small television above the bar, sound off, because the room is loud enough already. When the game goes to overtime nobody leaves. I keep pouring and pretend I am not watching. Barley sleeps through the goal horn. His opinions about overtime are all about staying asleep.译吧台上方的小电视放着冰球,静音,因为屋里本来就够吵。进了加时,没人起身走。我一边倒酒一边装作没在看。Barley 连进球号角都没醒。它对加时的全部意见就是:继续睡。

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