Morning cycle in:
Pigeons feeding in vomit.
A disused condom.
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2 comments:
I like this one. Perhaps you could write one about the incident with the dog poo at the windmill too.
'disused condom' though? you mean all nicely wrapped up still?
Condom was unwrapped but it didn't contain evidence of use. Lovely.
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