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I have a friend in Brooklyn whose bedroom window is recessed and under an eave. At night he opens the little window which has no screen and rests things on the shelf of the recess. One morning he woke up and a squirrel was sitting calmly on the shelf watching him sleep. Ish. He could have used a squirrel-a-pult too.

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