Most areas in and around the city have their fair share of pigeons. But in White Plains, the pigeons are special. I have given several of them little nicknames. There is “Fatty Fat Fat” a rather plump pigeon, which I am sure you could have guessed, and my favorite, “Peggy” also known as “Peg-leg” who has only one leg.

These pigeons are not stupid. In the cold of winter, where would YOU want to be? In freezing temperatures, or chillin’ in the train station, snatching up crumbs of food leftover by careless passengers? It is always incredibly hilarious to watch when one of the pigeons decides to enter the station. At the main entrance of White Plains, there is usually a long line in the morning of people waiting for their coffee or pastry at one of the two shops in the ground floor. Soaring into flight, the pigeons fly perilously close to the top of their heads, startling them. Some do in fact scream. Then the pigeons fly up the stairwell to hang out in the waiting room, where silly passengers-in-waiting (like me) throw them bits of food.

One morning I sat in the waiting room, amusedly watching the antics of one pigeon pacing the waiting room. The way they walk, with their heads bobbing back and forth, I always find amusing. On the door to the waiting room there is in fact a sign that says it is for ticketed passengers only. It doesn’t seem to be a rule enforced, considering my previous stories of the drunks and homeless that hang out and take naps. Anyways, while waiting, a mustached man walks by. For some people a mustache is just a little bit of their overall look… for this guy his mustache was his defining attribute, it was just that massive. Massive enough to completely block his lips from vision. That is why when he spoke, for a few moments I was unsure whether the voice actually came from him, or came from someone or something else. And what did that mustached man say to me?

“DOES THAT PIGEON HAVE A TRAIN TICKET???!!”

Yes, yes, I am sure he does. He carries his pigeon pass… you let me in, or I take a shit on your head.

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