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As I was walking out of the office, I crossed a chicken that was pacing the pavement in front of the entrance, obviously waiting for someone or for some other chicken. The chicken didn't look familiar with this particular piece of pavement, as it was somewhat hesitantly picking up crumbs and bits from the ground. This slight awkward attitude of the chicken made me think that both it and I would probably rather have paced a very different pavement - nice crumb-filled soil for the chicken, and more adventurous ground for the man.