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[a brief clip of a soaked young man, staring dumbly at the Square fountain, just... blinking. And blinking. And blinking. He finally speaks, slowly -]

Wet mulberry paper... a piece of cloth, charcoal, salt... forgive me, I've sullied -

[the whisper dies as he glances off to a flock of nearby pigeons; the video setting switches to text.]

...the

Comments

[highcost_living]

So feed them!

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...with?

[highcost_living]

I so happen to have bread. I don't need it. Especially not in the face of hungry pigeons.

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What kind?

[highcost_living]

Baguette de tradition française to be exact.

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They won't care.

[highcost_living]

Will you? I mean, since you asked.

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Because they eat everything... they are sometimes fed meat.

[highcost_living]

They are scavenger birds. That's not surprising. They take what they can get.

At least in the wild. These aren't, are they?

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Wild? No.

They don't know to fly away.

[highcost_living]

They can fly, don't you worry. Pigeons know what they know. Have a little faith in them.

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Then they should fly away.

[highcost_living]

What's the rush?

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It seems they're not loved.