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推开K星酒吧锈迹斑斑的铁门,各种噪音如炸弹般扑向亨德森的耳膜。夜班归来的K星劳工正围在一起,不知为了什么而大呼小叫。“服务生!”亨德森扯直了喉咙喊,“来一杯K星血红玛丽!”
Open K rust bar rusty iron gate, a variety of noise like a bomb toward Henderson eardrums. The K-Star workers returned from the night shift are rounding together and do not know what to say. “Waiter!” Henderson shouted straight throat, “Come a cup of K-Star Red Mary!”