As the merciless June Sun blazed down on the plains of North India, a male black-necked stork was rummaging for food on a wetland just outside Delhi, when it came upon what would have appeared to it as a snail 바카라 black and round. Like all other birds on that wetland, once a pristine water body that is now a garbage and waste-filled dump, the stork acted on its avian instinct바카라 dipping its long, powerful beak to test the 바카라food바카라 it had found.