mánudagur, mars 07, 2005

call and response

Damnable car alarm somewhere on the block goes off. Blessedly, the owner fishes out the remote and stops the thing only three long, plaintive honks into its routine. One of the neighborhood crows hears and repeats the warning, three long caws. It flaps off up the hill.

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