Music up. See this pigeon? He’s a true antihero.

Incandescent. Demonstrating the meaning of couturiers to magi —
They’re varmints in their shortness of breath, indexing our suspicion
tho objurgating — Varmints and saps they are! — Knitting their brows to
go nowhere stepping in, out of buildings, thinking
climbing stairs, it’s 100 percent normal running up
debt to stay heartbroken. So we’re with the pigeon.

Music up.