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- Posted by lucy on 02/24/2008. wence commented once.Don't know who made the change. It lost much of its original charm. -w It Came. It Clucked. It Conquered. By WILLIAM GRIMES March 21, 2001 ONE day in the dead of winter, I looked out my back window and saw a chicken. It was jet black with a crimson wattle, and it seemed unaware that it was in New York City. In classic barnyard fashion, it was scratching and pecking and clucking. I looked closer, blinked a few times and shrugged off the apparition. Birds come and go. Usually they're pigeons, not c
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