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  • On a chilly day in March It is just after dawn in the windy city of Chicago. My daughter and I are standing next to the Eternal flame in Daley Plaza, a memorial built for soldiers of war.

    We are fascinated with the pigeons; they remind of us of men standing around a camp fire warming themselves. They strut very close, warming their breasts and staring deep into the fire.

    Perhaps they are thinking of serious things like where they will get their next dinner or whose nest they will share tonight. Or maybe, just maybe, they are thinking of war.
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