where do we go to get like,

"A shifting black pillar dominates the room, writhing and contorting as though in agony. As you approach, you see glinting beaks and mad eyes and, here or there, the shape of a wing.

It's a ten-mile-high tower of conjoined crows, fused together at some skeletal level and draped over a vast beaked totem. There must be millions of birds here, tormented by their unity."

but more lesbian