I have not seen many birds in London, though there were some very impressive pigeons flying around inside Victoria Station yesterday.
Here's one of their relatives exploring the moat by the old Roman wall Friday. Otherwise, I got nothin'.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
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