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CSI thought
Mar. 6th, 2006 10:14 pmToday at lunchtime, I was walking back to work, and I saw a dead sparrow on a windowsill, its wings shut, its claws clenched together, a pathetic sight.
Which gave me a CSI germ of an idea, which I beg folks on my flist who write CSI (okay, so maybe there's only one of you -- are you listening,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
izhilzha?) to write.
Title: The Fall of Sparrows
Dialogue: "What I want to know," said Grissom, "is what killed the sparrow."
Which gave me a CSI germ of an idea, which I beg folks on my flist who write CSI (okay, so maybe there's only one of you -- are you listening,
izhilzha?) to write.Title: The Fall of Sparrows
Dialogue: "What I want to know," said Grissom, "is what killed the sparrow."
