Grounded flight

A pet store next to a wide road. It’s nearly a basement and inside are birds, fish and household pets. But mostly just birds.

The cats circle at your feet and paw at the hamster cages. Fish in segregated aquariums covered in dirt and murky water. There are baby cockatoos in an incubator.

Apart from the smell of bird droppings, the only constant in the store is the screeching of its avian residents. The noise is shrill and constant but the people at the store are used to it. Every bird they have from every continent have had their wings clipped.

They’ll go to rich houses to live in metal cages. Really a special kind of hell.

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