" Truly harrowing, " Henry's voice says tinnily over the speaker.

“真是令人痛，”的声音在扩音器里沙哑地说。

I liked the fuggy bacon-scented warmth of the cafe, the little bursts of cool air as the door opened and closed, the low murmur of conversation and, when quiet, Frank's radio singing tinnily to itself in the corner.

我咖啡馆散着闷热熏肉味的温暖，开门和关门时阵阵凉爽的空气， 声交谈，安静时，弗兰克的收音机在角落里自言自语。