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Birds. They used to push me around in subway cars. Not
anymore. I learned to do something frightening to them as soon
as one of them comes too close to me. I pull out my knife as
big as a sword and shout, -- Do you want anybody's blood? Do
you want to die? Or you want ME to die?
Well, I'll tell you, it works, even if people think I am crazy and I've gotten arrested by the police a couple of times. But birds don't come too close to me anymore. Not so close that they can push me around. [sb]
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