377. He looked up and saw a piece of red plastic sheeting fall, swaying, to the ground. A sheet of clouds and smog made everything seem still. The only interruption was the sound of airplanes flying by behind the thick grey curtain, invisible to the city. Maybe the plastic had fallen from a plane or maybe he was Chicken-Licken: Vision determines the view. The kindergarten boy took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes as his father cajoled him to go to school.