There is a riddle about a man who is locked in a room with nothing but a bed and a calendar, and the question… — Kurt Vonnegut
There is a riddle about a man who is locked in a room with nothing but a bed and a calendar, and the question is: How does he survive?
The answer is: He eats dates from the calendar and drinks water from the springs of the bed.
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