1.2.07

In bed...

In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York was in heavy boots. An when something really terrible happened - like a nuckear bomb, or at least a biological weapond attack - an extremely loud siren would go off, telling everyone to get to Central Park to put sandbags around the reservoir.

-Jonathan Safran Foer-

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