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英文原文
I have a friend who hates banks with a special passion. "A bank is just a store like a candy store or a grocery store", he says ."The only difference is that a bank's goods happen to be money, which is yours in the first place. If banks were require d to sell wallets and money belts, they might act less like churches."
I began thinking about my friend the other day as I walked into a small, over lighted branch office on the West Side. I had come to open a checking account.
It was lunchtime and the only officer on duty was a fortyish black man with short, pressed hair, a pencil mustache, and a neatly pressed brown suit. Everything about him suggested a carefully dressed authority. This officer was standing across a small counter from a young white boy who was wearing a V-necked sweater, khakis, and loafers. He
had sandy hair, and I think I was especially aware of him because he looked more like a kid from a prep school than a customer in a West Side bank.
参考译文
我有个朋友，他对银行特别厌恶，“银行只不过和糖果店、杂货店差不多，”他说。“唯一的不同是，银行的商品碰巧是钱，关键是，这钱是你自己的。如果银行被要求出售皮夹和钱包，它们可能就不那么像教堂那样发号施令了。”
前几天，当我走进曼哈顿西区一个小却灯火辉煌的银行分店时，脑子里便开始想着朋友说的话。我想开个活期账户。
这是午餐时间，只有一个职员值班，这是一个四十多岁的黑人男子，留着短而整齐的头发、一子胡，身穿笔挺的棕色西装，一切都透露着谨慎、威严的形象。他站在小柜台后面，面前是一个白人小男孩，他身穿V领毛线衫、卡其裤，脚穿船鞋，头发稀松。他看起来不像是银行的顾客，更像是预科学校的学童，我想是这一点让我对他特别留意。
