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Are Birds Real? Consecutive Subsdtack Story 1139

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Gavin perched on the thin chrome window ledge of the modern corporate office building, considered a blight by many of the Parisian neighbors.

He could hear the discussion through the glass, something about shipping logistics and price variations for products headed to Australia.

Gavin was aware that he was an owl, sentient and understood five human languages and that he was alone in this, as far as he could possibly tell in his 17 years on the planet.