They peck and poke around, at something we cannot see; they are gray and moire against the black and auto abstraction of the shopping lot. The pigeons are like original thought, that shortcut Jan Cox demonstrated as a route to another kind of awareness.
The quadrupeds and bipeds move on a flat plane missing the pigeons. But the birds can take their time--faced with sudden death in an asphalt sea, the pigeons move----UP. They have a direction others busy at the shopping center do not. A whole other direction so their hazards are different. Their rewards are life.