“How far exactly has the building moved each day?” “Half a block east. Just about.” “So in one more day, that would bring us to the center of the East River.” “It doesn’t work like that. Everything tends to map to where it fits. Piers map onto piers. Sidewalks to sidewalks. Foundations to foundations. So like I said, it’ll bring us to Brooklyn. That is, if this pattern holds. I’m sure it’s just random. Everything is random! There’s no meaning to anything!”
