I’ve had some bird of prey around my apartment in Brooklyn that keeps eluding me. I’ll hear it from time to time, but never quite know where it is.
I caught a glimpse of it once out of the corner of my eye. I saw a blur as something swooped down to snag a pigeon off my window sill. It was courteous enough to return half of the bird to my fire escape. That was fun to dispose of.
I saw my share of hawks growing up in Florida, but it’s still cool seeing and hearing them around the city.
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That’s a good possibility. It didn’t quite sound like a hawk, but I’m not too familiar with falcons.