head constantly moving as you strut around the courtyard
dressed in crow feather black and blue you scavenge the grounds for food
you risk vulnerability by approaching benches where humans are seated eating lunch and looking at screens
you scamper toward a dropped french fry and eat it as if it is a worm, then continue to scan the grounds for more
head bobbing, hips wagging, you walk from bench to bench
if the humans were any less engaged you could eat directly from their styrofoam containers