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A pigeon had taken up residence in the Dubray Books window on St. Patrick Street, wedged comfortably between Michael Palin and a Lonely Planet guide which is frankly better taste in travel literature than most of us manage. It sat there among the carefully arranged display like it had been hired for the job, unbothered by the Black Friday signage overhead or the passers-by stopping to gawp.

One woman paused mid-stride, peered through the glass, and you could see the exact moment the penny dropped: that’s not a prop. The little decorative robin beside it only made the whole scene funnier. A fake bird and a real one, side by side, and the real one looking far more at home. I’ve no idea how it got in, but it clearly had no intention of leaving. Fifty percent off stickered stock, and the pigeon wasn’t buying.

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