There aren’t skyscrapers here. Even the Holiday Inn Express here has no more than five floors. Thus, it is surprising to see this skyscraper of a condominium for song birds and other pets. I counted seventeen cages stacked one on top of the other until the top where it seems to branch out a little. I wonder if the ones up high feel as if they are closer to the trees. I wonder about a life with so many birds all around.
I wonder if he listens to them. Does he note the loudest one’s plaintive:
Hear me,
hearme, hearme,
hearme
hearme?
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