Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?”

Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds.

Could they fly if there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?” : Jonathan Safran Foer
Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?”

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