a new business wing is allocated to represent the crying experience of heartbroken people fragmented into too many pieces to put a bandaid on<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">it is full of fountains where the water comes from the eyes of expressive statues, and various other matter ready to be telekinetically moved into crying motions</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">vivisectee or traffick boss or janitor or cyborg torturer would go in and pretend they could cry</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">there is a space where a caring robot will listen to a story of tragedy such as [same old forced ridiculously evil shit, more present right now due to another current event], and the robot would repeat the story and make beautiful public representations of the horror for the statues to eternally cry at, and etch it into all the public world histories</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">other robots and a building cadre of dedicated volunteers, would roam the area, review the beautiful representations of stories being cried at by statues, and pensate how to address the great tragedies of the world, and bring logical inferences and grief and reparations work to meetings held elsewhere</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">a group of experimentees and researchers work on mindreading systems in one area, to help the majority of people held by forced silence in ways that were beyond oppressive and misleading</div>