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Penguins Shit Back
In a world they did not warm, penguins fight with what they have. Their droppings
launch a chemical counterstrike, building clouds that cool the ice they need to live.
It won’t stop collapse—but it shows nature won’t go quietly.
They waddle through the cold with streaks behind,
Their colonies alive with stench and steam.
Not idle waste—each pile is sharp, designed,
A piece within...
Sunday 25th May 2025 11:41 am
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