1996/7/7 Anzai Toshihiro Falling Books
A tall building on a slight incline. I am gazing out through the glass from the first floor when there is a volley of thuds and a barrage of book box-like objects come tumbling down.
The walls on top floor of the building are lined with these book box-like objects crammed side-by-side, mechanized to fall in unison at a specific time in the very early morning. I stand wondering who would see this event occur at such an hour. Outside the glass window is a mountain of piled books. I exit the building headed there, but for some reason never reach it.
Obviously, somebody picks up this accumulation of books by nighttime.
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