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Young toughs? In a playground in bayshore a band of 30 odd ravens hung about poking through the grass. They were mellow but wary of me, and others walking through the park. A guy walked through them with a big dog, training it not to go haring off after them. The ravens flapped lazily away. A couple times they all launched as one into the air before returning, eventually they started to not come back — off to find their roost spots in the eucalyptus trees nearby.