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Ferry lineups are strange places that seem suspended in time. Everyone is between where they were and where they want to go. This crow was a welcome companion for me today while I waited for the Nanaimo Ferry. He hung around for five minutes or so, just to make sure I realized he wasn’t taking any direction from anyone.[/fusion_builder_column][/fusion_builder_row][/fusion_builder_container]