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Damn, you know that pigeon owed the pigeon mafia money and, you know, they got tired of waiting on him. He just kept asking for one more day, one more day. I promise I'll pay. I promise I'll pay. And they were like, no, fuck you, bro. You're going to see God today. Yeah, that's what happened. But shit, I'll never cross a pigeon in New York.