A man with a parrot on his shoulder
September 3rd 2008 The first clear evening since we arrived. K wanted to go to register at the library and we stopped off on the way to watch the sun setting over Pacific Beach.
The first thing we saw was a man walking along strumming a guitar. Not that odd for PB. It was when he walked past us the other way about 5 minutes later that we noticed he had a parrot on his left shoulder. I want one. I got a photo
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