And I stared at them
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The same advice, different paths to follow.
After a long rest, I come back with a short story for the contest Flash Fiction #2. Hope you enjoy it and tell me in the comments: Do you like the cretacic relics called pigeons?
Cover by my co-worker Carmen.
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