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The Winter of our Discontent

10,000 Birds

But soon they’ll all depart, perhaps the Peregrines already have, racing Winter’s advance, waiting her out in South America before that biological imperative pushes them back home to the cliffs of Arctic Bay. It is not a good time to be a first year gull hanging about the outflow of the water lake. No shorebirds remain.

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