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第四章
3
/
13
We
saw
our
first
Western
together
,
Rio
Bravo
with
John
Wayne
,
at
the
Cinema
Park
,
across
the
street
from
my
favorite
bookstore
.
I
remember
begging
Baba
to
take
us
to
Iran
so
we
could
meet
John
Wayne
.
Baba
burst
out
in
gales
of
his
deepthroated
laughter
--
a
sound
not
unlike
a
truck
engine
revving
up
--
and
,
when
he
could
talk
again
,
explained
to
us
the
concept
of
voice
dubbing
.
Hassan
and
I
were
stunned
.
Dazed
.
John
Wayne
didn't
really
speak
Farsi
and
he
wasn't
Iranian
!
He
was
American
,
just
like
the
friendly
,
longhaired
men
and
women
we
always
saw
hanging
around
in
Kabul
,
dressed
in
their
tattered
,
brightly
colored
shirts
.
We
saw
Rio
Bravo
three
times
,
but
we
saw
our
favorite
Western
,
The
Magnificent
Seven
,
thirteen
times
.
With
each
viewing
,
we
cried
at
the
end
when
the
Mexican
kids
buried
Charles
Bronson
--
who
,
as
it
turned
out
,
wasn't
Iranian
either
.
查看中文翻译
We
took
strolls
in
the
musty-smelling
bazaars
of
the
Shar-e-Nau
section
of
Kabul
,
or
the
new
city
,
west
of
the
Wazir
Akbar
Khan
district
.
We
talked
about
whatever
film
we
had
just
seen
and
walked
amid
the
bustling
crowds
of
bazarris
.
We
snaked
our
way
among
the
merchants
and
the
beggars
,
wandered
through
narrow
alleys
cramped
with
rows
of
tiny
,
tightly
packed
stalls
.
Baba
gave
us
each
a
weekly
allowance
of
ten
Afghanis
and
we
spent
it
on
warm
Coca-Cola
and
rosewater
ice
cream
topped
with
crushed
pistachios
.
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