Peck Peck Peck.

Peck peck peck peck peck peck peck.

Fluttering sounds, chirping sparrows, pigeons, something that sounded like an owl?

More pecking. More fluttering, a couple of more indiscernible hoots, not even 6:30 am. 68 degrees in the city today. Not wearing a jacket to work. Being surrounded by happy people; I effing love birds (and spring time in nyc).

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1. Spring is here!
2. Life As An Artist In NYC Part Two
3. Life As Artist IN NYC
4. Spring Kind of Fling
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