Waiting for Breakfast

They have completely lost their fear of me. Now, like the cats, they make noise to wake me up every morning to feed them. I feel bad for the finches so I’m buying a feeder and seed for them.

Part of me is a little annoyed that all the various things I’ve done to save money this year are now going to feeding birds, but what the hell. Somebody please pay me to write something soon!

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Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “Waiting for Breakfast

  1. I may be am interested in the life and works of NY subway people from the old days till today. There should be hundreds of stories behind these trains, and a ghost story or two. I was there during 1970s, but more than my sentiments, these powerful dirty trains must have so much to tell.

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