Anybody with a single bed, standard size, and a collection of paperbacks, standard size, will know that seventy-two per layer can be accommodated under the mattress. By degrees, my bed began to rise visibly, like the Princess and the Pea, so that soon I was sleeping closer to the ceiling than to the floor.
My mother was suspicious-minded, but even if she had not been, it was clear that her daughter was going up in the world.
-Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal
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