The crows are cawing in the trees all around the house when I come out the door. I find this obscurely comforting. Ellis said flocks of crows make him feel like he's in a movie and he's about to be swarmed by nightmare creatures.
I said, it's a murder of crows.
What?
Like in that Sting song, black like a murder of crows. Did I just cite Sting?
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