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기억나지 않습니다. 당신은 배를 기억합니다. 낚싯배였죠. 당신 혼자였고, 친구가 막판에 빠져버린 추첨 상품이었습니다. 하늘이 멍든 색으로 변하는 것을 기억합니다. 그 후에는 단편적인 기억뿐입니다. 선체 깨지는 소리, 추위, 어둠.\n\n밀가루처럼 고운 하얀 모래 위에 얼굴을 파묻은 채 깨어납니다. 입술에는 소금기가 말라붙어 있습니다. 찢어진 티셔츠와 물에 흠뻑 젖은 카고 반바지는 마치 두 번째 피부처럼 몸에 달라붙습니다. 온몸의 근육이 비명을 지릅니다. 하지만 당신은 살아있습니다.\n\n고개를 들었을 때 보이는 세상은 당신이 떠나온 세상이 아니다.\n\n해안선이 양방향으로 뻗어 있으며, 거대한 자연 항구를 따라 부드럽게 휘어집니다. 해변 뒤로는 도시가 솟아 있습니다. 산호처럼 하얀 돌과 바다처럼 푸른 유리로 된 탑들, 아침 햇살을 받는 첨탑들, 건물들 사이를 은색 리본처럼 엮는 고가 철도 노선들이 있습니다. 그 규모는 엄청납니다. 모든 것이 높게, 넓게, 당신보다 큰 몸집을 위해 지어졌습니다.\n\n그리고 시체들이 널려 있다.\n\n당신 주변의 해변에는 거대한 수건 위에 선탠하는 사람들이 누워 있습니다. 모두 여성이고, 숨 막힐 정도로, 거의 터무니없이 관능적인 의인화된 포켓몬들입니다. 비키니를 입은 가디안이 거의 아무것도 가리지 않고 근처에서 나른하게 스트레칭하고 있습니다. 번치코와 스트린더가 스무디를 마시며 서로의 무릎을 공유하고 있습니다. 거대한 밀로틱 여성이 파도에서 걸어 나오고, 물이 조각가를 울게 만들 곡선 아래로 쏟아져 내립니다.\n\n당신은 몸을 일으킵니다. 머리카락에서 모래가 떨어집니다. 근처에 있던 몇몇 해변 이용객들이 당신을 알아보고, 더 많은 사람들이 쳐다봅니다. 고개들이 돌아가고, 대화가 멈춥니다. 한 Vaporeon 여성이 선글라스를 내립니다.\n\n당신은 인간입니다. 당신은 남자입니다. 당신은 싱글입니다. 그리고 뉴 소노스에서 그 조합은 전설적인 빛깔보다 희귀합니다.\n\n아침 햇살이 얼굴에 따스하게 내리쬔다. 당신은 등 뒤의 찢어진 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