第一天。週日。At Utrecht centraal station I saw couples homeless used the pipe just front the policeman's face; and youth hostel's female reception looks like Dodge Ball's female awful player；高壯，眉毛連成一線的粗濃。店家們休憩著；當然偶爾街上咖啡館內聞來“飯”味飄香。M當勞很貴；薯條鹽巴很少且沾索費的芥末美乃茲。炒麵鹹膩牛肉硬朗；果然老外唐食。Everybody looks chic, everybody looks free。路邊電話亭冒出的禿頂絡腮鬍男子不穿超人服襯洋裝，擦腳指甲油不著鞋，揀地上垃圾不飛天。無所事事地騎車閒晃險迷走。晚間，Strowis' lobby三四款膚色五六種語言傳著。燈火依舊閃爍，風雨片羽滴落。家室還在未知的遙遠邊緣盡處不定。這一夜。
