I watched the seagulls swiftly swing by. They all walked around, or sat nearby. One stole my sandwich, I can't deny. After all that, they started to fly. They flew somewhere else, to share the meal All screeching, I even heard a distant squeal. I looked in my bag, and started to feel. But I felt nothing, it felt quite surreal. With nothing to do, I sat all alone. I pondered, should I look at my phone?

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