Why me?
As I sat on the AC boardwalk talking to a friend and holding the leash of a dog I'd just met, an object fell through my peripheral vision. I looked down and saw a small white rod resting on my grey leggings. I flicked it. It stuck to my finger. I looked above me, past the wooden canopy, to see a small bird on the electrical wire. Great.
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