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I believe that people are like portmanteaux---packed with certain things, started going, thrown about, tossed away, dumped down, lost and found, half emptied suddenly, or squeezed fatter than ever, until finally the Ultimate Porter swings them on to the Ultimate Train and away they rattle.
我相信人就像一个皮包，里面装满了各种各样的东西，开始走了，被扔了，被扔掉了，被扔了，被丢了，被找回来了，突然有一半被倒空了，或者被挤得比以前更胖了，直到最后一个搬运工把他们推上了那列火车，他们发出嘎嘎的声音离开了。