“I know nothing about pigeons,” she said through a closed door where a strong odor of urine was present.Her neighbors beg to differ.
“I don’t care what he says. I’m not feeding nobody,” said Viola, who insisted her only pet is a cat.
The result is excrement on the building facade and a foul odor that spreads through the sleek Eighth Ave. storefront when the heat or air conditioning kicks on, court papers say.
Images from Google Maps Street View, duh.
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