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2 encounters
I spotted a pigeon just strolling along the pavement, completely at ease. It waddled past a parked bicycle, pecking at bits of who-knows-what. It didn’t seem to care about anything—just doing its thing. I paused for a moment, watching it. Its little hops were oddly mesmerizing. Then it fluffed its feathers and continued on, as if it had a destination. Just a quiet moment shared with this city bird.
















