Actually, I don't think there's anything else interesting about this story. (That could, however, be because I've been in Korea for a long time.)
The chickens belong to our neighbor/owner of the building. They are being raised on the roof I can hear them peeping and it makes me giggle everytime.
In the spring, children sometimes come home with baby chicks because people wait outside their school and sell them for the equivalent of 50 cents. And who can resist a baby chick? Not children with money in their pockets, that's for sure. Why just a few weeks ago I saw a student outside of the school down the hall from mine hanging up her clear plastic bag full of baby chick, on the bulletin board to be picked up after class.
Who am I to judge? My brother used to keep frogs in his pocket and once put on in a jar in the fridge. Dunno why, he just did.
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