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Around noon was always a good time for a walk — the sun beamed down perfectly upon Hyde Park in the summer, letting people go and enjoy the weather.

You see something curious on your walk — a young man with pure white hair surrounded by excited children, a soft and gentle smile on his face as he called his eagle back to his arm.

“There’s a good girl…”

After a while, he took a break from the small crowd, finding shade under a tree.

You have to say hello, right?