Margaret usually walks home from school. She usually goes down this street. She usually goes past this pet store, even.
There isn't usually a sparkling hole in the sidewalk, opening up under her feet and dropping her into glittering confusion.
Now she's somewhere completely unfamiliar.
"Yeah, that makes sense. I have a couple of acquaintances on other continents, but most people don't have any."
"I don't think it's mathematically exactly the same but yeah that's about right."
"Hmm, what else should we talk about? We did planes, we did kinds of people . . . Oh, what's education here like, I know you have at least one University but that's it."
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