Nusrat Jahan, 26

The sample room has its own weather: chalk dust, machine oil, the fan turning all night. Today I took in a shoulder seam by four millimetres, then let it back out four. The tailor laughed at me. By nine the shirt hung right, and my eyes ached.译样衣间有它自己的天气：粉笔灰、机油味、整夜打转的风扇。今天我把一道肩缝收进四毫米，又放回去四毫米，裁剪师傅在旁边笑我。到九点，那件衬衫总算服帖地挂着，我的眼睛也酸得厉害。

江南雨Paloi SrisukMbark Ould AhmedSato Sakura

My mother says a rooftop is wasted on a girl who only plants chillies. There are eight pots now, lined up against the water tank. The first two have turned red. I water them after the last bus goes by and stand there until my tea is cold.译我妈说，一个只肯种辣椒的姑娘，白占着这一片天台。现在一共八只花盆，靠着水罐排成一列，最早的两株已经红了。末班车过去以后我给它们浇水，站着站着，茶就凉了。

林雪梨Desislava PetkovaBojan Petrovic

I brew my tea the patient way: loose leaves, a small pot, water just off the boil. In a factory you learn to do everything fast, so this is the half hour I keep slow. Three glasses is my limit; the fourth keeps me awake till dawn.译我泡红茶很有耐心：散茶、小壶、水刚离火。在厂里，什么都得学快，所以这半小时我留给自己慢。三杯是我的上限，第四杯会让我睁眼到天亮。

江南雨Sophie van de VeldeLukas Gruber

On Saturdays I go to the cloth market with no list. I touch everything: cheap jersey, stiff denim, brocade nobody my age wears. The vendors now hand me their offcut bags first. I came home with three metres of something green and no plan for it.译周六去布料市场，我从不带单子。便宜的双面布、硬邦邦的牛仔、我们这个年纪没人穿的锦缎，我都要摸一遍。摊主现在先把边角料袋子递给我。我抱着三米绿布回家，还没想好拿它做什么。

Diego FerrerKim MinjunMariana CostaIsabella MorettiLazar Stankovic

On Fridays, when the machines stop at six, my mother and I watch an old Bollywood film. She knows every song and sings them slightly wrong. I watch the blouses more than the plot — someone cut those patterns by hand, without a computer. I take notes on the back of a cutting sheet.译周五六点机器一停，我妈就和我看一部宝莱坞老片。每首歌她都会唱，还总唱错一点。我看那些上衣比看剧情认真——那些版是有人不用电脑、纯手裁出来的。我把要点记在裁剪单的背面。

江南雨Maria Fernanda QuispeLukas Gruber

Two weeks of big orders, no weekend. At ten the tea stall by the gate does its best business of the night; I take mine with extra ginger and a fried lentil cake. The floor manager says pattern work is the quiet job. Nobody notices us until the sleeves are wrong.译连着两周赶大货，没有周末。晚上十点，门口那家茶摊正做着一晚里最好的生意；我的那杯多放姜，再配一块炸豆饼。车间主管说，打版是安静的活。没人会注意我们，除非袖子做错了。

江南雨Diego FerrerSophie van de Velde

I keep a notebook where every finished pattern gets a page. At the bottom I write down what the studio will cost: two tables, one machine, a window, a door that locks. Some evenings I walk down to the river and add it up again. Not that far. Not that near either.译我有一本笔记，每打完一个版就占一页。页脚写着工作室要花多少钱：两张桌子、一台机器、一扇窗、一扇能上锁的门。有些傍晚我走到河边，再算一遍。不远了。也说不上近。

Yassine BelkacemKim MinjunEnkh BatbayarBojan Petrovic

That black jacket is the only thing I have ever made for myself. I cut it from a damaged hide the buyer rejected, sized it on my own shoulders in the mirror at midnight, and wore it once, to a cousin's wedding, over a high-necked black dress.译那件黑皮夹克，是我唯一给自己做的衣服。料子是被验货员退回来的一张残皮，我半夜对着镜子，照自己的肩线裁的。只穿过一次，去表姐的婚礼，里面配一件黑色高领。

Anton Skakun林雪梨Luc BelangerAlben KelmendiIsabella Moretti