Caren was sitting in a nice seat in the sun, in Boston’s Chinatown, to eat her lunch. A friendly man kept pointing above her head. She looked up and saw a long row of pigeon bottoms, hanging over a building edge!
She found a better place to sit.
Caren was sitting in a nice seat in the sun, in Boston’s Chinatown, to eat her lunch. A friendly man kept pointing above her head. She looked up and saw a long row of pigeon bottoms, hanging over a building edge!
She found a better place to sit.
