她叫黑,生于20世纪初。自从丈夫在二战后的一个严冬死于肺炎,她就一直独居。她有四个子女,其中一个女儿每年给她寄圣诞卡片。除此之外,对他们来说,她是不存在的。他们都是体面人,有家,有车,有好工作;而她,不体面。她做买卖旧衣服的生意,自得其乐,推着那架塞满了衣物的旧婴儿车,在路上推来推去。 Her name is black, born in the early 20th century. Since her husband died of pneumonia on a severe winter after World War II, she has been living alone. She has four children and one of her daughters sends her Christmas cards each year. In addition, for them, she does not exist. They are decent people, have a home, have a car, have a good job; and she, not decent. She was doing business in old clothes, enjoying her own pleasure, pushing her old baby buggy full of clothes and pushing it along the way.