Every time I park in this lot under the tree for shade, the same sparrow perches on a side mirror of the car, sizes up his companion in the mirror world, and does his dance. Is he trying to chase Mirror Sparrow away? Maybe he's in love instead. Maybe he's singing "It had to be you". I've seen people look in mirrors like this. Fluff fluff, peck peck. Classic obsessive behavior. It's why I always park under the same tree.
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