our space was rocking to the sounds of two pigeons singing a
mesmerising tune. On the built-in cupboard of the Beedi's part
of the room, one of the pigeons was moving around in circles.
swishhh
shwommm
The other pigeon was circling
Beedi's half-smoked cigarette,
an arm's length away from
a very glazed Beedi himself,
looking at the said pigeon.
CRACK
CRACK
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