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Last night I heard a seagull traipsing down the street. I could tell it was a seagull because of the way he pecked at the trash as he walked by, they have a recognisable pattern. When I was lying in bed I could only stay awake and hear the mess he was making outside, tearing out the garbage from the bin bags of my idiot neighbours and fouling up the road for me to see next morning. I will probably get a visit from the council about the fact that I don't recycle properly.
Why the hell was a seagull up at night?
