Cu cât lumea noastră devine mai prosperă, mai "civilizată", lumea lor se stinge. Cu fiecare turist care vine să se bucure de valurile mării şi de radiaţiile solare, lumea lor moare câte puţin. E de-a dreptul revoltător ca ei să fie nevoiţi să-şi crească progeniturile într-o lume poluată, şi să îşi procure hrana din ghene de gunoi... dar, până la urmă, cui îi pasă?
/ As our world becomes more prospere, more evolved, their world withers. With every tourist that comes to the sea's shore to enjoy it's waves and the sunrays, their world dies a bit. They're forced to live like prowlers, scavanging for food in human garbage. It's quite sad, but no one does anything. No one even cares.
/ As our world becomes more prospere, more evolved, their world withers. With every tourist that comes to the sea's shore to enjoy it's waves and the sunrays, their world dies a bit. They're forced to live like prowlers, scavanging for food in human garbage. It's quite sad, but no one does anything. No one even cares.
