This is a true story of a black crow whom I befriended by placing bread crumbs on my backyard fence every morning. I named him Willie. Unfortunately, however, our friendship ended when Willie was forced to leave his natural breeding grounds as a result of population expansion.
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This is a true story of a black crow whom I befriended by placing bread crumbs on my backyard fence every morning. I named him Willie. Unfortunately, however, our friendship ended when Willie was forced to leave his natural breeding grounds as a result of population expansion.
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