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Today Jane asked, as we walked toward the park to meet up with her friend from school, "When will all the people go?"

"What, our friends who are coming for dinner later?"

"No! ALL the people."

"All what people?"

"ALL the people!! When will they GO?"

"Go?"

"Yes, like before there were any people at all. When will they go?"

Oh. You mean the extermination of the human race. Of course. How silly of me.

"Well, no one knows, but probably not for a long time."

"Why not?"

"Well, there are a lot of people."

"They could get eaten by sharks."