So, often I see children of most races bringing these animals bits and pieces of food, both they and the birds love it.
Today I saw a young man and his sister feeding them, 'Hello says I, I know you you live a little further up the street.'
I hear a car door open and close behind me, Darth Vader has left the nearby auto, Hello less, haven't seen you for a while how's things going?
It turns out, she is the childrens Mother, someone I have had many polite conversations with.
I'm confused because I can't tell who she is, kids I recognise black apron? Nah, sorry don't remember!
Sorry love says I, even though you may be someone I know, I can't talk to a KKK member even if they are wearing black sheets and pillow cases, next time we're on the street and I recognise you, then we'll talk.
I couldn't tell if I'd upset or insulted her, there wasn't much expression that can be displayed in a small slit for the eyes.
