Hating Valentine's Day by Allison Rushby
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A very common sight at dusk:
Sometimes there are so many of these black birds in the sky that day suddenly turns into night ( well, not exactly, but you get the idea).
A part of me likes the feeling I get when I see a huge flock of black birds swooping down. It is mysterious, exciting and yet frightening all at the same time. Like Dracula is about to make his appearance.
But the reality of it all is that it sucks. Big time. ( oops, I just realised the unintended reference to dracula)
Look at this!
And wait, there's more!
I suspect it's the color of my car that attracts birds to poop on it. Maybe the dark blueish-grey color resembles a puddle of water on the road that birds like to go to do their business, cos I've noticed that cars with colors like white and red get much less bird dropping.
Anyhow, poor me had to stand in the cold (7 C) and finish off their business. I think I cleaned more than 10 patches of poop off my car.
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