I was attacked by this wild pigeon!
One of the pigeons used charcoal to write a love letter on the stairs, to propose to the other pigeon. How romantic!
A lonely pigeon was flying above the sea, reminding me of an eagle.
A pigeon was walking on the grass slowly while taking a precaution of me, probably thinking about attacking.
That evil looking pigeon spread terror around itself, just by its existence.
I was on my way to Michael’s, it was the first time I took this route, it was really quiet, the trash smelled bad.
The pigeon was trying to cross the road.
A group of pigeons was eating bread on my way home. Probably the restaurant just threw out their leftovers.
The pigeon painted the trunk and ran away.
The weather was a little chilly that day. I rested my hands from the heavy grocery and saw a pigeon that was standing on a construction tube.
Their eyes showed hunger, their next victim had no idea…
I was walking with my friends at the Union Square, I looked up, a weird pump was on Lincoln’s head. That was a pigeon.