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The gas station nearest my house happens to face a strip club. It is apparently a very successful strip club, as they could afford to install a LCD screen on their roof that might be visible from the Space Station. It's certainly visible from the gas station. At some point my eyes will drift up while pumping gas, and there will be a one-story image of a young woman in some stage of near-undress. 离我家最近的加油站对面碰巧有一家脱衣舞夜总会。这家夜总的屋顶装了一个巨大的LED屏幕，说不定在太空上都看得见。能够支付这样的费用，看来经营得非常成功。不用说，在加油站也能看见那块屏幕。在加油的时候，我会不经意地往上看，一层楼高的屏幕上显示着一个几乎一丝不挂的少女。 As I was getting some gas this morning, I wondered for the first time what a woman pumping gas thought when she looked at that screen. Though it would depend on the woman, I thought. A woman who had once been an exotic dancer herself would certainly look at that image differently than a Catholic nun. 今天早上，我又来到这里加油，脑海中突然有一个问题挥之不去：一个女人来加油的时候看到那块屏幕会有什么想法呢？我觉得那要看她是个怎样的人。曾经当过脱衣舞者的女人和天主教的修女肯定会对那个图像有不同的看法。 | 
