Zeenia's meanderings took her into the courtyard at the backside, outside the 'staff only' area. It was a small courtyard with overgrown bushes and high walls blocking out most of the sunlight. Even in those conditions, the cobbled walkway was always full of pigeons, to the point that everyone had given up cleaning the crap off the stones.
This time however another soul awaited her.
Henry sat on a bench, back to Zeenia, his body bent forward as he tossed bread crumbs to the waiting pigeons. They cooed at him, flocking around the bench and pecking the ground as if those crumbs were the last meal they would ever have. Zeenia did a quick count and figured there were over a dozen pigeons calling Henry their master.
"And now I know why the pigeons call this place their home," Zeenia said.
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