A 70 year old man wakes up every morning at 6A.M. to go feed the pigeons after his wife filed for divorce they were the only thing he had. then one day they stopped showing up I would watch him sit alone on the city bench for hours watching waiting… but they never came and he cried every single time it breaks my heart that the one and only thing he had was taken away by some cruel fate. one day… the Pigeon fucker will be caught. and maybe the old man could start feeding the pigeons again. so he could be happy. and stop shedding tears at the end of the day.