Maybe some people would have turned away but I was fascinated by the dead pigeon lying on the busy sidewalk.
It lay upside down. Pale underfeathers on the outstretched wings sought the fading daylight. In a macabre twist on the “dead pigeon” theme, its head and upper torso were missing. There was no blood or gore; it looked like badly butchered meat with wings and feathers.
Geeks at work in the ‘hood?
