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旅行最后一天偶遇意外迷路，却在未被规划的市井烟火中收获了最深刻的记忆。

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On the last day of my trip, 旅行的最后一天，

I was on a bus back to the hotel. 我坐着公交车回酒店。

I'd seen everything on my list. 想去的地方我都去过了。

One stop before mine, 就在到站的前一站，

the doors opened onto a street I didn't know. 车门开了，外面是一条我不认识的街。

And for no reason at all, I got off. 不知怎么的，我就下车了。

I was lost almost at once. 我几乎立刻就迷路了。

The streets were narrow and they curved. 那些巷子又窄又弯。

A woman was hanging sheets from a window. 一个女人正在窗边晾床单。

A boy kicked a ball against a church wall. 一个小男孩正对着教堂的墙踢球。

I passed a tiny bar where four 我路过一家特别小的酒吧，里面有四个

old men were arguing about something, happily. 老头正热火朝天地争论着什么，看起来挺开心的。

I walked in circles for twenty minutes 我转悠了整整二十分钟，

before I found a street I recognized. 才终于找到一条认得出来的路。

I took hundreds of photos on that trip. 那趟旅行我拍了几百张照片，

I didn't take one in those twenty minutes. 但那二十分钟里，我一张都没拍。

They're what I remember best. 可我记得最清楚的，偏偏就是那段时光。

The city wasn't showing me anything. 这座城市并没有向我刻意展示什么，

It was just living, and I walked through. 它只是在生活，而我恰好路过。