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The other day Katie and I stopped at a coffee shop in a train station in Paris as we were killing some time before the museum opened. We sat down at our little table only to be visited by a new friend. It seems that Mr. Sparrow wanted to join us for coffee. He was more interested in the crumbs on the table than the coffee, but he still graced us with his presence. While Mr. Sparrow hurriedly ate the crumbs from our table, his friend Mr. Pigeon ate the ones that fell on the floor. No one seemed to mind the two visitors in the coffee shop. I think it was an everyday experience.
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