Feature: Like birds of a feather, we game together
When I moved to California two (!!) years ago, the flat block I lived in was overrun by crows. Just utterly crawling with cawing corvids. Initially, this was unnerving and unwelcome -- Los Angeles is meant to be populated with palm trees, smoothie bowls, and Instagram filters. I don't remember seeing shiny black feathers, beady eyes, and cacophonous murders in the brochure. Over time, however,…