Nature is free. Or used to be free. Now, when whe look outside the window of a train, we don't see landscapes sliding past, but opportunities to make money. Wind is money. Sunshine is money. Grass and rocks are money.

Climate change is real. In a world that is burning up, what does the inability to look past this veil of exploitation mean? And what does it mean for future generations?

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