“OK啦!I find Bangladesh a very interesting country。Could you imagine I found a very old Leica model in a suburban flea market the other day?Obviously the guy didn’t know what is Leica。”(普普通通吧。我感到孟加拉是个很有趣的国家。嗯。你能想像我某天在郊外的跳蚤巿场,找到一部旧款箂卡摄影机,我肯定那个人根本不晓得甚麽是箂卡。)
“No。It’s dead。I checked it several times,the roller is still working but no one will work on film roll now。So it’s just a collector’s item…and…yeah I bought it。”(我想不会了…虽然那滚轴仍能转动,但我想今天没有人再用卷装底片拍照了。应该算是个收藏品,所以便买下来。)
我这时在幻想,他特别把这部相机送给我,明显比其他大哥哥的有心思。害的我这个小受,猜想他的来意?难道是我想多了?还是我两次替他拿东西的回报?难道他觉得这部相机用途不大,才送给我?干吗不送给Roger?突然看到Doug向我笑了笑,一股电流通往我心里。我尴尬起来,立即找个话题:“Doug。Can you show me your pictures?”(可否看看你的照片啊?)
“Can you tell me what makes you feel they are telling?”(为何你觉得照片动人?)
“The people,their eyes,their faces,I can say they hope something brighter,life more easier。Like this one,I can see the fear from his eyes。You know,Doug。It looks like I am reading‘Time’magazine。”