I work in an office tower set a little ways back from the street. There is a little terrace at street level, as well as a fancy schmancy restaurant. On nice days people sit outside eating their lunch. As I was walking back from lunch, I noticed that someone was racing a remote-controlled car along the terrace. Their sole aim seemed to be to mow down pigeons. I looked around quickly, but I couldn't see who was holding the remote.
I hate pigeons. Damn, I love New York.
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