一天黎明时分,浓雾似乎使得条条小巷比晴天和有月亮时显得更加阴森恐怖,两个男人这时为躲避寒冷而栖身于一家门洞深处。二人衣裳褴褛,长着稀稀拉拉的胡须,都沉默不语。他俩艰难地缩成一团,把干枯、冻得发紫的双手藏到腋窝下,藏到肮脏的外 One day at dawn, heavy fog seemed to make the barren alley more clouded than when it was sunny and with the moon. The two men now sheltered themselves in the depths of a door to avoid the cold. Two ragged clothes, with sparse beard, are silent. They were struggling to shrink into groups, hiding dry, frozen, purple hands under their armpits and into dirty outside