Pigeon

Canterbury is plagued by these things, especially down by the river where I work. They are born into nests of their own faeces and fed through their parents’ regurgitation. I almost feel sorry for them, but they then go and poo on my head – so I don’t. I think this captures the bleak misery that is the life of a pigeon.

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