Sometimes while stopped at a red light on my way home from work, I become transfixed by the dusk sky. Swarms of black birds pepper the horizon near North Wheeling. There’s got to be a natural reason for this congregation. Surely there’s a name for this phenomenon. Inspired, I decided to do some minor research. I hope this comic inspires others to stay curious about their surroundings, too.
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