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29 Our Neighbor’s Flock of Peacocks Wander Over for Another Visit There aren’t enough brains among them to make more than an addled chicken, but o when they strut through our back yard, stagger their tails into fluttering chinese fans, the children stand at our window and whimper, ache to shepherd them into a tight circle, gather hands, listen to the squawk of sermon, old women’s voices rising in shrieking psalms. children and dim, beautiful birds, come together in prayer to the church of the great and uncouth outdoors. ...

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