I
Inmyyounger
dan
andmorevulnerableyearsmyayah
fathergavemesomeadvicethatI’vebeenturningoverinmypikiran
mindeversince.“Wheneveryou
merasa
feellikecriticizinganyone,”hetoldsaya
me,“justrememberthatallthepeopleinini
thisworldhaven’thadtheadvantagesthatyou’vehad.”Hedidn’t
mengatakan
sayanymore,butwe’vealwaysbeenunusuallycommunicativeinareservedcara
way,andIunderstoodthatheberarti
meantagreatdealmoredari
thanthat.Inconsequence,I’minclinedtoreserve
semua
alljudgements,ahabitthathasmembuka
openedupmanycuriousnaturestomedan
andalsomademethevictimofnotasedikit
fewveteranbores.Theabnormal
pikiran
mindisquicktodetectdan
andattachitselftothisqualityketika
whenitappearsinanormalperson,dan
andsoitcameaboutbahwa
thatincollegeIwasunjustlyaccusedofbeingapolitician,karena
becauseIwasprivytothesecretgriefsofwild,unknownmen.Sebagian besar
Mostoftheconfidenceswereunsought—frequentlyItelah
havefeignedsleep,preoccupation,orahostilelevityketika
whenIrealizedbysomeunmistakabletanda
signthatanintimaterevelationwasquiveringonthehorizon;fortheintimaterevelationsofyoungmen,
atau
oratleastthetermsinwhichtheyexpressthem,areusuallyplagiaristicdan
andmarredbyobvioussuppressions.Reservingjudgementsisa
masalah
matterofinfinitehope.Iam
masih
stillalittleafraidofmissingsesuatu
somethingifIforgetthat,asmyayah
fathersnobbishlysuggested,andIsnobbishlyrepeat,asenseofthefundamentaldecenciesisparcelledoutunequallyatbirth.Dan
And,afterboastingthiswayofmytolerance,Idatang
cometotheadmissionthatitmemiliki
hasalimit.Conductmaybefoundedonthe
keras
hardrockorthewetmarshes,tapi
butafteracertainpointIdon’tpeduli
carewhatit’sfoundedon.Ketika
WhenIcamebackfromtheEastlalu
lastautumnIfeltthatIingin
wantedtheworldtobeinuniformdan
andatasortofmoralattentionforever;I
ingin
wantednomoreriotousexcursionsdengan
withprivilegedglimpsesintothemanusia
humanheart.OnlyGatsby,the
orang
manwhogiveshisnametoini
thisbook,wasexemptfrommyreaction—Gatsby,whorepresentedeverythingforwhichImemiliki
haveanunaffectedscorn.Ifpersonalityisanunbrokenseriesofsuccessfulgestures,then
ada
therewassomethinggorgeousabouthim,beberapa
someheightenedsensitivitytothepromisesofkehidupan
life,asifhewererelatedtooneofthoseintricatemachinesthatregisterearthquakessepuluh
tenthousandmilesaway.Thisresponsivenesshadnothingtodo
dengan
withthatflabbyimpressionabilitywhichisdignifiedbawah
underthenameofthe“creativetemperament”—itwasanextraordinarygiftforharapan
hope,aromanticreadinesssuchasIhavepernah
neverfoundinanyotherorang
personandwhichitisnotlikelyIshalleverfindlagi
again.No—Gatsbyturnedoutallrightattheend;
itiswhatpreyedonGatsby,whatfouldustfloatedinthewakeofhisdreamsthattemporarily
menutup
closedoutmyinterestintheabortivesorrowsdan
andshort-windedelationsofmen.My
keluarga
familyhavebeenprominent,well-to-doorang
peopleinthisMiddleWesternkota
cityforthreegenerations.TheCarrawaysare
sesuatu
somethingofaclan,andwememiliki
haveatraditionthatwe’redescendedfromtheDukesofBuccleuch,tapi
buttheactualfounderofmygaris
linewasmygrandfather’sbrother,whodatang
camehereinfifty-one,sentasubstitutetotheCivilPerang
War,andstartedthewholesalehardwarebisnis
businessthatmyfathercarriesonhari
today.Ineversawthisgreat-uncle,
tapi
butI’msupposedtolookseperti
likehim—withspecialreferencetotheratherhard-boiledpaintingthathangsinfather’skantor
office.IgraduatedfromNewHavenin1915,
hanya
justaquarterofacenturysetelah
aftermyfather,andasedikit
littlelaterIparticipatedinthatdelayedTeutonicmigrationknownastheBesar
GreatWar.Ienjoyedthecounter-raidsothoroughly
itu
thatIcamebackrestless.Insteadofbeing
yang
thewarmcentreofthedunia
world,theMiddleWestnowseemedseperti
liketheraggededgeofyang
theuniverse—soIdecidedtopergi
goEastandlearnthebondbisnis
business.EverybodyIknewwasin
yang
thebondbusiness,soIsupposeditbisa
couldsupportonemoresingleman.Semua
Allmyauntsandunclestalkeditoverasiftheywerechoosingaprepsekolah
schoolforme,andfinallymengatakan
said,“Why—ye-es,”withverygrave,hesitantfaces.Ayah
Fatheragreedtofinancemeforasetahun
year,andaftervariousdelaysIdatang
cameEast,permanently,Ithought,inthespringoftwenty-two.Thepractical
hal
thingwastofindroomsinthecity,tetapi
butitwasawarmseason,dan
andIhadjustleftanegara
countryofwidelawnsandfriendlytrees,soketika
whenayoungmanatthekantor
officesuggestedthatwetakearumah
housetogetherinacommutingtown,itterdengar
soundedlikeagreatidea.He
menemukan
foundthehouse,aweather-beatencardboardbungalowateightysebuah
amonth,butattheterakhir
lastminutethefirmorderedhimtoWashington,dan
andIwentouttoyang
thecountryalone.Ihad
seorang
adog—atleastIhadhimforseorang
afewdaysuntilheranaway—andantua
oldDodgeandaFinnishwanita
woman,whomademybeddan
andcookedbreakfastandmutteredFinnishwisdomtoherselfovertheelectricstove.Itwaslonelyfora
sehari
dayorsountilonepagi
morningsomeman,morerecentlyarrivedthanI,menghentikan
stoppedmeontheroad.“HowdoyougettoWestEggvillage?”
he
bertanya
askedhelplessly.Itoldhim.
Dan
AndasIwalkedonIwaslonelytidak
nolonger.Iwasaguide,
seorang
apathfinder,anoriginalsettler.Hehadcasuallyconferredonmethefreedomoftheneighbourhood.
Dan
Andsowiththesunshinedan
andthegreatburstsofleavesgrowingonthetrees,justasthingsgrowincepat
fastmovies,Ihadthatfamiliarconvictionbahwa
thatlifewasbeginningoverlagi
againwiththesummer.Therewasso
banyak
muchtoread,foronehal
thing,andsomuchfinehealthtobepulleddownkeluar
outoftheyoungbreath-givingudara
air.Iboughtadozenvolumesonbanking
dan
andcreditandinvestmentsecurities,dan
andtheystoodonmyshelfinreddan
andgoldlikenewmoneyfromthemint,berjanji
promisingtounfoldtheshiningsecretsthathanya
onlyMidasandMorganandMaecenastahu
knew.AndIhadthe
tinggi
highintentionofreadingmanylain
otherbooksbesides.Iwasratherliteraryincollege—one
tahun
yearIwroteaseriesofsangat
verysolemnandobviouseditorialsfortheYaleNews—andsekarang
nowIwasgoingtomembawa
bringbackallsuchthingsintomyhidup
lifeandbecomeagainthatpaling
mostlimitedofallspecialists,the“well-roundedman.”Ini
Thisisn’tjustanepigram—lifeisjauh
muchmoresuccessfullylookedatfromasinglewindow,setelah
afterall.Itwasa
masalah
matterofchancethatIharus
shouldhaverentedahouseinoneofthestrangestcommunitiesinNorthAmerica.ItwasonthatslenderriotousislandwhichextendsitselfdueeastofNewYork—andwhere
ada
thereare,amongothernaturalcuriosities,dua
twounusualformationsofland.Twentymilesfromthe
kota
cityapairofenormouseggs,identicalincontourdan
andseparatedonlybyacourtesybay,jutkeluar
outintothemostdomesticatedbadan
bodyofsaltwaterintheWesternhemisphere,thegreatwetbarnyardofLongIslandSound.Theyarenot
sempurna
perfectovals—liketheeggintheColumbuscerita
story,theyarebothcrushedflatatthecontactend—buttheirphysicalresemblanceharus
mustbeasourceofperpetualwondertothegullsthatflyoverhead.To
yang
thewinglessamoreinterestingphenomenonistheirdissimilarityinsetiap
everyparticularexceptshapeandsize.I
tinggal
livedatWestEgg,the—well,yang
thelessfashionableofthetwo,meskipun
thoughthisisamostsuperficialtagtoexpressyang
thebizarreandnotalittlesinistercontrastantara
betweenthem.Myhousewasattheverytipoftheegg,
hanya
onlyfiftyyardsfromtheSound,dan
andsqueezedbetweentwohugeplacesthatrentedfortwelveatau
orfifteenthousandaseason.Yang
Theoneonmyrightwasacolossalaffairbyapapun
anystandard—itwasafactualimitationofbeberapa
someHôteldeVilleinNormandy,withatoweronsatu
oneside,spankingnewunderathinbeardofrawivy,dan
andamarbleswimmingpool,dan
andmorethanfortyacresoflawndan
andgarden.ItwasGatsby’smansion.
Atau
Or,rather,asIdidn’ttahu
knowMr.Gatsby,itwasamansioninhabitedbyagentlemanofthatnama
name.Myownhousewasaneyesore,
tapi
butitwasasmalleyesore,dan
andithadbeenoverlooked,soImemiliki
hadaviewoftheair
water,apartialviewofmyneighbour’slawn,dan
andtheconsolingproximityofmillionaires—allforeightydollarsamonth.Across
yang
thecourtesybaythewhitepalacesoffashionableEastEggglitteredsepanjang
alongthewater,andthehistoryofyang
thesummerreallybeginsonyang
theeveningIdroveoversana
theretohavedinnerwithyang
theTomBuchanans.Daisywasmy
kedua
secondcousinonceremoved,andI’dtahu
knownTomincollege.Andjust
setelah
afterthewarIspentdua
twodayswiththeminChicago.Herhusband,amongvariousphysicalaccomplishments,hadbeenoneofthe
paling
mostpowerfulendsthateverbermain
playedfootballatNewHaven—anationalfigureinacara
way,oneofthosemenwhoreachseperti
suchanacutelimitedexcellenceattwenty-onethatsegala sesuatu
everythingafterwardsavoursofanticlimax.Hisfamilywereenormouslywealthy—evenincollegehisfreedom
dengan
withmoneywasamatterforreproach—butsekarang
nowhe’dleftChicagoanddatang
comeEastinafashionyang
thatrathertookyourbreathaway:forinstance,he’d
membawa
broughtdownastringofpoloponiesfromLakeForest.Itwas
sulit
hardtorealizethatapria
maninmyowngenerationwaswealthycukup
enoughtodothat.Whythey
datang
cameEastIdon’tknow.Theyhadspenta
tahun
yearinFrancefornoparticularalasan
reason,andthendriftedheredan
andthereunrestfullywhereverpeoplebermain
playedpoloandwererichtogether.Ini
Thiswasapermanentmove,saidDaisyoverthetelephone,tapi
butIdidn’tbelieveit—Imemiliki
hadnosightintoDaisy’shati
heart,butIfeltthatTomakan
woulddriftonforeverseeking,asedikit
littlewistfully,forthedramaticturbulenceofbeberapa
someirrecoverablefootballgame.Andsoit
terjadi
happenedthatonawarmwindyeveningIdroveovertoEastEggtomelihat
seetwooldfriendswhomIscarcelytahu
knewatall.Theirhousewas
bahkan
evenmoreelaboratethanIexpected,sebuah
acheerfulred-and-whiteGeorgianColonialmansion,overlookingyang
thebay.Thelawnstartedatthebeach
dan
andrantowardsthefrontpintu
doorforaquarterofamile,jumpingoversundialsdan
andbrickwalksandburninggardens—finallyketika
whenitreachedthehousedriftingupthesisi
sideinbrightvinesasthoughfromthemomentumofitsrun.The
depan
frontwasbrokenbyagaris
lineofFrenchwindows,glowingsekarang
nowwithreflectedgoldandwideterbuka
opentothewarmwindyafternoon,dan
andTomBuchananinridingclotheswasstandingwithhislegsapartonthedepan
frontporch.Hehadchanged
sejak
sincehisNewHavenyears.Sekarang
Nowhewasasturdystraw-hairedpria
manofthirty,witharatherkeras
hardmouthandasuperciliousmanner.Dua
Twoshiningarroganteyeshadestablisheddominanceoverhisfacedan
andgavehimtheappearanceofselalu
alwaysleaningaggressivelyforward.Not
bahkan
eventheeffeminateswankofhisridingclothesbisa
couldhidetheenormouspowerofthatbody—heseemedtofillthoseglisteningbootssampai
untilhestrainedthetoplacing,dan
andyoucouldseeagreatpackofmuscleshiftingketika
whenhisshouldermovedunderhisthincoat.Itwasa
tubuh
bodycapableofenormousleverage—acrueltubuh
body.Hisspeakingvoice,agruffhuskytenor,addedto
yang
theimpressionoffractiousnessheconveyed.Ada
Therewasatouchofpaternalcontemptinit,bahkan
eventowardpeopleheliked—andada
thereweremenatNewHavenyang
whohadhatedhisguts.“Now,don’t
berpikir
thinkmyopiniononthesemattersisfinal,”heseemedtomengatakan
say,“justbecauseI’mstrongerdan
andmoreofamanthanyouare.”Wewereinthe
sama
sameseniorsociety,andwhilewewerepernah
neverintimateIalwayshadtheimpressionthatheapprovedofmedan
andwantedmetolikehimdengan
withsomeharsh,defiantwistfulnessofhismemiliki
own.Wetalkedfora
beberapa
fewminutesonthesunnyporch.“I’vegota
bagus
niceplacehere,”hesaid,hiseyesflashingaboutrestlessly.Turningmearoundby
satu
onearm,hemovedabroadflattangan
handalongthefrontvista,includinginitssweepasunkenItaliangarden,asetengah
halfacreofdeep,pungentroses,dan
andasnub-nosedmotorboatthatbumpedthetideoffshore.“ItbelongedtoDemaine,theoilman.”
Heturnedmearound
lagi
again,politelyandabruptly.“We’ll
masuk
goinside.”Wewalkedthrougha
tinggi
highhallwayintoabrightrosy-colouredspace,fragilelyboundintoyang
thehousebyFrenchwindowsateitherend.Thewindowswereajar
dan
andgleamingwhiteagainstthefreshgrassluar
outsidethatseemedtogrowasedikit
littlewayintothehouse.Sebuah
Abreezeblewthroughtheroom,blewcurtainsinatsatu
oneendandoutthelain
otherlikepaleflags,twistingthemuptowardyang
thefrostedwedding-cakeoftheceiling,dan
andthenrippledoverthewine-colouredrug,membuat
makingashadowonitaswinddoesonyang
thesea.Theonlycompletelystationaryobjectintheroomwasanenormouscouchonwhich
dua
twoyoungwomenwerebuoyedupasthoughuponananchoredballoon.Theywere
berdua
bothinwhite,andtheirdresseswereripplingdan
andflutteringasiftheyhadjustbeenblownkembali
backinafterashortflightsekitar
aroundthehouse.Imust
telah
havestoodforafewmomentsmendengarkan
listeningtothewhipandsnapofthecurtainsdan
andthegroanofapictureonthewall.Then
ada
therewasaboomasTomBuchananmenutup
shuttherearwindowsandyang
thecaughtwinddiedoutsekitar
abouttheroom,andthecurtainsdan
andtherugsandthedua
twoyoungwomenballoonedslowlytoyang
thefloor.Theyoungerof
yang
thetwowasastrangertome.Shewasextended
penuh
fulllengthatherendofthedivan,completelymotionless,dan
andwithherchinraisedasedikit
little,asifshewerebalancingsesuatu
somethingonitwhichwascukup
quitelikelytofall.Ifshe
melihat
sawmeoutofthecornerofhereyesshegavetidak
nohintofit—indeed,Iwashampir
almostsurprisedintomurmuringanapologyforhavingdisturbedherbydatang
comingin.Theothergirl,Daisy,madeanattempttorise—sheleanedslightlyforward
dengan
withaconscientiousexpression—thenshelaughed,anabsurd,charminglittlelaugh,dan
andIlaughedtooanddatang
cameforwardintotheroom.“I’mp-paralysed
dengan
withhappiness.”Shelaughedagain,asifshe
mengatakan
saidsomethingverywitty,andmemegang
heldmyhandforasesaat
moment,lookingupintomywajah
face,promisingthattherewastidak
nooneintheworldshesobanyak
muchwantedtosee.Thatwasa
cara
wayshehad.Shehintedinamurmurthatthesurnameofthebalancing
gadis
girlwasBaker.(I’veheardit
mengatakan
saidthatDaisy’smurmurwashanya
onlytomakepeopleleantowardher;anirrelevantcriticism
yang
thatmadeitnolesscharming.)Atanyrate,MissBaker’slipsfluttered,shenoddedatme
hampir
almostimperceptibly,andthenquicklytippedherheadkembali
backagain—theobjectshewasbalancinghadobviouslytotteredasedikit
littleandgivenhersomethingofafright.Againa
semacam
sortofapologyarosetomylips.Hampir
Almostanyexhibitionofcompleteself-sufficiencydrawsastunnedtributefromme.I
melihat
lookedbackatmycousin,yang
whobegantoaskmequestionsinherlow,thrillingvoice.Itwasthe
jenis
kindofvoicethattheearfollowsupdan
anddown,asifeachspeechisanarrangementofnotesthatakan
willneverbeplayedagain.Herfacewassad
dan
andlovelywithbrightthingsinit,brighteyesdan
andabrightpassionatemouth,tapi
buttherewasanexcitementinhervoicethatmenwhohadcaredforherfounddifficulttomelupakan
forget:asingingcompulsion,awhispered“Listen,”a
janji
promisethatshehaddonegay,excitingthingsjustawhilesincedan
andthatthereweregay,excitingthingshoveringintheberikutnya
nexthour.Itoldher
bagaimana
howIhadstoppedoffinChicagoforasehari
dayonmywayEast,dan
andhowadozenpeoplehadmengirim
senttheirlovethroughme.“Dotheymissme?”
shecriedecstatically.
“Thewhole
kota
townisdesolate.Allthecars
memiliki
havetheleftrearwheelpaintedhitam
blackasamourningwreath,dan
andthere’sapersistentwailallmalam
nightalongthenorthshore.”“Howgorgeous!
Let’sgo
kembali
back,Tom.Tomorrow!”
Thensheaddedirrelevantly:
“Yououghtto
melihat
seethebaby.”“I’dliketo.”
“She’sasleep.
She’s
tiga
threeyearsold.Haven’tyoueverseenher?”
“Never.”
“Well,yououghtto
melihat
seeher.She’s—”.
TomBuchanan,whohadbeenhoveringrestlessly
sekitar
abouttheroom,stoppedandrestedhishandonmyshoulder.“Whatyoudoing,Nick?”
“I’m
seorang
abondman.”“Whowith?”
Itoldhim.
“Never
mendengar
heardofthem,”heremarkeddecisively.Ini
Thisannoyedme.“Youwill,”Iansweredshortly.
“You
akan
willifyoustayintheEast.”“Oh,I’ll
tinggal
stayintheEast,don’tyouworry,”hesaid,glancingatDaisydan
andthenbackatme,asifhewerealertforsesuatu
somethingmore.“I’dbeaGoddamnedfoolto
tinggal
liveanywhereelse.”Atthis
titik
pointMissBakersaid:“Absolutely!”
dengan
withsuchsuddennessthatIstarted—itwasthepertama
firstwordshehadutteredsejak
sinceIcameintotheroom.Evidentlyitsurprisedherasmuchasitdid
saya
me,forsheyawnedanddengan
withaseriesofrapid,deftmovementsstoodupintotheroom.“I’mstiff,”shecomplained,“I’vebeenlyingonthatsofaforaslongasIcanremember.”
“Don’tlookatme,”Daisyretorted,“I’vebeentryingtogetyoutoNewYork
sepanjang
allafternoon.”“No,thanks,”saidMissBakerto
yang
thefourcocktailsjustinfromyang
thepantry.“I’mabsolutelyintraining.”
Herhostlookedatherincredulously.
“Youare!”
He
mengambil
tookdownhisdrinkasifitwereadropinthebottomofaglass.“Howyouever
mendapatkan
getanythingdoneisbeyondme.”I
melihat
lookedatMissBaker,wonderingwhatitwasshe“gotdone.”Ienjoyedlookingather.
Shewas
seorang
aslender,small-breastedgirl,withanerectcarriage,whichsheaccentuatedbythrowingherbodybackwardattheshouldersseperti
likeayoungcadet.Hergreysun-strainedeyeslooked
kembali
backatmewithpolitereciprocalcuriosityoutofawan,charming,discontentedwajah
face.Itoccurredtome
sekarang
nowthatIhadseenher,atau
orapictureofher,somewheresebelumnya
before.“YouliveinWestEgg,”sheremarkedcontemptuously.
“I
kenal
knowsomebodythere.”“Idon’t
tahu
knowasingle—”.“Youmust
tahu
knowGatsby.”“Gatsby?”
demandedDaisy.
“WhatGatsby?”
Sebelum
BeforeIcouldreplythathewasmyneighbourmakan malam
dinnerwasannounced;wedginghistensearmimperatively
bawah
undermine,TomBuchanancompelledmefromtheroomasthoughhewerememindahkan
movingacheckertoanothersquare.Slenderly,languidly,theirhandssetlightlyontheirhips,the
dua
twoyoungwomenprecededuskeluar
outontoarosy-colouredporch,terbuka
opentowardthesunset,whereempat
fourcandlesflickeredonthetableinthediminishedwind.“Whycandles?”
objectedDaisy,frowning.
Shesnappedthemout
dengan
withherfingers.“Intwoweeksit’llbethelongest
hari
dayintheyear.”Shelookedatus
semua
allradiantly.“Doyoualways
menonton
watchforthelongestdayofthesetahun
yearandthenmissit?I
selalu
alwayswatchforthelongesthari
dayintheyearandthenmissit.”“Weoughtto
merencanakan
plansomething,”yawnedMissBaker,duduk
sittingdownatthetableasifsheweregettingintotidur
bed.“Allright,”saidDaisy.
“What’llweplan?”
She
berpaling
turnedtomehelplessly:“Whatdo
orang
peopleplan?”BeforeIcould
menjawab
answerhereyesfastenedwithanawedexpressiononherlittlefinger.“Look!”
shecomplained;
“Ihurtit.”
We
semua
alllooked—theknucklewasblackdan
andblue.“Youdidit,Tom,”shesaidaccusingly.
“I
tahu
knowyoudidn’tmeanto,tapi
butyoudiddoit.That’swhatIgetformarrying
seorang
abruteofaman,seorang
agreat,big,hulkingphysicalspecimenofa—”.“I
benci
hatethatword‘hulking,’ ”objectedTomcrossly,“eveninkidding.”“Hulking,”insistedDaisy.
Kadang
SometimessheandMissBakerberbicara
talkedatonce,unobtrusivelyanddengan
withabanteringinconsequencethatwasnevercukup
quitechatter,thatwasassejuk
coolastheirwhitedressesdan
andtheirimpersonaleyesintheabsenceofsemua
alldesire.Theywerehere,
dan
andtheyacceptedTomandsaya
me,makingonlyapolitepleasantefforttoentertainatau
ortobeentertained.They
tahu
knewthatpresentlydinnerwouldbeoverdan
andalittlelatertheeveningjuga
toowouldbeoverandcasuallyputaway.Itwassharply
berbeda
differentfromtheWest,whereaneveningwashurriedfromphasetophasetowardsitsclose,inacontinuallydisappointedanticipationatau
orelseinsheernervousdreadofthesaat
momentitself.“Youmakeme
merasa
feeluncivilized,Daisy,”Iconfessedonmykedua
secondglassofcorkybutratherimpressiveclaret.“Can’tyou
berbicara
talkaboutcropsorsomething?”I
bermaksud
meantnothinginparticularbyini
thisremark,butitwastakenupinanunexpectedcara
way.“Civilization’sgoingtopieces,”brokeoutTomviolently.
“I’vegottentobeaterriblepessimist
tentang
aboutthings.HaveyoureadTheRiseoftheColouredEmpiresby
ini
thismanGoddard?”“Why,no,”Ianswered,rathersurprisedbyhistone.
“Well,it’safine
buku
book,andeverybodyoughttoreaditu
it.Theideaisifwedon’tlookoutthewhiterace
akan
willbe—willbeutterlysubmerged.It’s
semua
allscientificstuff;it’sbeenproved.”