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The Gates — footnote

My wife was walking through Central Park, looking at The Gates. Perched on top of one of them was a hawk, eating its prey — something large, my wife said, maybe a pigeon or even a squirrel.

And down below stood a crowd of people, watching the hawk eat. Only in New York!

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