The crow

August 21, 2004

I walked out the front door in the morning, and the first thing I saw was a large crow calmly strolling down the sidewalk like a little old man out for a morning constitutional. It passed me without a second glance, and kept walking. By the time I got in my car and drove by, it had progressed almost a full block. I wonder where it was going.

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