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abriella let out a shriek as Rocco, the blue and gold macaw, swooped down over her
head to land on a perch hanging from the ceiling.
“Whoa! Did you see that thing fly?”
Rocco took off again, swooping up and over tall shelves and down the aisles, soaring and
flapping his big blue wings. “How does he do that?” Gabriella cried out.
Tyrell, the manager of the bird collection at the store, came over with Rocco sitting on his
shoulder. “It’s a matter of simple physics.”