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I had just come back from my morning walk when something unthinkable happened — a sudden blow to the back of my head, and there was a crow, beak wide open, cawing at me. I used to turn and take another route whenever I saw one, but somewhere around fifty I stopped caring. Crows are clever and remember human faces, and since I walk the same route every day, the thought of tomorrow is genuinely frightening.
| 鳴く | なく | to caw; to cry (of an animal) |
| 衝撃 | しょうげき | shock; impact |
| 振り向く | ふりむく | to turn around |
| 図太い | ずぶとい | thick-skinned; nervy |
| 襲う | おそう | to attack |
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