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I was at a coffee shop on College Street when the barista Tony yelled "Hey! There's that duck!"

 

 

I turned and, sure enough, out the front window was a…  duck. A giant pixelated-looking green-headed Mallard set atop a rubber-tire-sized body on top of orange-stockinged legs and a pair of orange Converse. And he was just … walking by.

 

 

Like some kind of interdimensional tumbleweed.

 

 

Uh, what … was this?

 

 

Some gimmick from the local radio station? An ad campaign for a boot company? I ran outside with my friend Ateqah and was puzzled that … she seemed to know him!

 

 

"Hiiiiiii Lewis," she cooed. "You're looking great, Lewis! How's your day going, Lewis?"

 

 

He just … quacked at her.

 

 

I had so many questions: "Who are you? What are you doing? What is the meaning of this?"

 

 

But, of course, he just … quacked.

 

 

Ducks can't talk!

 

 

Then he turned and did a 1920s-pauper-finding-a-penny-style heel-click a good three feet in the air and I was left standing on the sidewalk, stunned, with a big smile on my face.

 

 

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