How did DirtyCityPigeon come to be?

One day while working construction as a concrete laborer, I was wearing tan coveralls covered in dirt and dusty concrete, it was then that I walked past a pigeon. I looked at him and he looked at me and surprisingly didn't move or fly away like other birds. He looked as if he was part of our crew. Later a women walked by that pigeon and turned up her nose and said, "eeewwww disgusting " and shoed him away from her. She treated him the way people treated me when I walked into the gas station or bank in my coveralls. I realized that I shared an odd kinship with the pigeon based on being judged solely by outward appearances. Of course through the years, the idea has gained layers like rings within a tree, but that was basically the start of a lifetimejourney as a dirtycitypigeon.