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... resh air. You know, the usual "I need five minutes away from this madness" kind of moment.
But then I remembered the pigeons. Oh, the pigeons. Those little feathered demons were everywhere now, and honestly, they scared me more than the zombies. At least zombies were predictable. Pigeons? They could fly. They could swarm. They could chirp me to death.
I complained about it to Elliot, who, as usual, nodded like he was in some kind of nodding competition. Alex, on the other hand, s ...
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