Narcissus the bird
It took me a minute to realize what was happening. I sit lounging in one of the many living rooms, reading "The Witch of Portabello." There is a persistent tapping on the window. A bird is attacking its reflection! The windows have a mirror glaze. But you have to understand this bird is going to kill itself, he's pecking so hard. He hops away and flutters his wings angrily and then dives back in for another round of pounding. He keeps this up for 15 minutes at a time and has come back on multiple days. He's a cute little bird. Maybe he's been listening to the screeching at the church too. . .
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