I was biking home from work last week and a pigeon dive-bombed itself about 2 inches in front of the trajectory of my front tire.
So I ran over it.
It was strange to run over a pigeon - they are actually pretty large objects to run over on a cruiser.
I’m fairly certain the poor bastard was dead by the time my one-speed was through with it.
I know that people are getting depressed and that there is a lot of PTSD going around, but I am kind of surprised that even pigeons (i.e. sky rats) are so depressed they are killing themselves. I mean, I thought a city of flith was kind of their bag, ya know?

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