After I got my car back, I drove to the mud lot and walked to work. I crossed over the Chicago River, and as I leaned over I noticed this flurry of activity. I lingered, leaning over the railing and, within 30 seconds… the number of ducks doubled. Most mornings, they’re off swimming around or sunning themselves.

But today, since I had to pick up my car and was late… I got to see their ugly feeding rituals.
















