Feathers colored by data from Wikipedia descriptions This is a story about dead birds in drawers, xkcd, natural language processing and feathers. It's about color, quixotic pursuits and art made from data. It starts in a parking lot. It's December, 2020, and I'm in Breezy Point, Queens, a neighbourhood that's long been known for retired cops and just this week is known for being the only zipcode in NYC that sent in zero applications for Zohran Mamdani's transition team. I've just finished...

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