This scene from Allegiant is haunting:
The plane is silent around me except for the steady roar of the engine.
“Whoa,” says Uriah.“Shh,” Christina replies.
“How big is it compared to the rest of the world?” Peter says from across the plane. He sounds like he’s choking on each word.
“Our city, I mean. In terms of land area. What percentage?”
“Chicago takes up about two hundred twenty-seven square miles,” says Zoe.
“The land area of the planet is a little less than two hundred million square miles. The percentage is . . . so small as to be negligible.”
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