A hawk last week perched on the balcony outside the Van Sweringen brothers' private suite on the 34th floor of their high Cleveland Terminal Tower Building. The hawk twisted his head and coldly looked far down at the pigeons strutting, the sparrows hopping on Cleveland's Public Square. They pecked away at crumbs, peanuts, popcorn. The hawk turned his head away. He darted it down at what one of his claws held, a strange bird killed at the tower while migrating southward for winter.
Clevelanders last week learned why the hawk fed leisurely outside the Van Sweringen windows. Atop the 54-story tower building...
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