Gunnar Larson Gunnar Larson

Sprinkler

Buildings in the neighborhood automate their sprinkler systems to activate during the night. Under cover of darkness the grasses, bushes, and palms are kept lush.

Near midnight, one of the sprinklers malfunctioned, or had been damaged, and sprayed a wave of water twenty feet into the air, passing the lowest-hanging electrical line. Gallon after gallon of water fell into the road, then ran along the curb, down the hill, and into the sewer.

No. 089

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