无野心的

The professionals of the city are like chess players who lose to computers. A perverse automatic pilot constantly outwits all attempts at capturing the city, exhausts all ambitions of its definition, ridicules the most passionate assertions of its present failure and future impossibility, steers it implacably further on its flight forward. Each disaster foretold is somehow absorbed under the infinite blanketing of the urban.

&城市专家&们就像是输给了电脑的国际象棋手，眼看一种非正统的无意识机制智胜了所有对城市的觊觎，粉碎了所有权威的野心，它以今日的胜利告知所有激情洋溢的辩解以未来的失败，它正晃晃悠悠的飞行在前往必然未来的航程上，在其中几乎所有被预言的危险性都被它无边无际的城市覆盖物所吸收了。

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。