ACTUALLY Nature keeps very strict order by the implicit dictum of live in balance or go extinct, over eons of evolution, so clever, ambitious humans have had two epochs of time to build this modern graphic of ancient Imperial Rome where wilderness Earth is trapped and enslaved in the extended back yards of plush and flowered homes, but never far enough away from their own year-round traffic, its deadly, growing swish so zealously expanding their ever-increasing wealth.

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