I was in the Petite France area of Strasbourg doing some shopping. As I was looking at a window display I felt something drop on my head. I had a moment of dread thinking of all the pigeons that frequent the city. Hesitantly I put my hand up to my hair and pulled out what had fallen on me. Thankfully, I was holding a spent geranium flower. That wasn't as bad as what I had imagined. I looked up and saw a lady pruning her window boxes. More red petals dropped down around me. I don't think that she ever noticed I there.
P.S. Look at the underside of the balcony above the lady. It has 1887 written on it. That is a pretty young building by Strasbourg standards.
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