We were waiting for the tube to come, at a point where the platform is above ground, even though it's still called the "underground." anyway, so there's this pigeon. happy pigeon. hoppin around on the platform where we're standing. it decides to jump down to the tracks below and chill out. it hides away in a corner, then i see a train approaching... as it approaches, the pigeon does not understand that there is not enough room for both it and the train... it tries to fly away as the train is already starting to occupy the rails next to it.... we see a flutter of feathers from "the gap" between the train and the platform... we were supposed to get on the train, but we just HAD to wait and see the fate of the pigeon. the train left. the pigeon didn't. because it was now on both sides of the rails. in half. with some of it's feathers super-glue-deep-fried to the rails. my companion, later in this week, used this story in a lesson in conjunction with Alma 34:31-35.
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