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...And We Will Have Snow
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Complete, First published Feb 12, 2017
Global warming, global cooling, what if all the predictions are right?
        Or worse, what if all the predictions are wrong?
        Can humans truly hope to understand the complexities attendant on such changes, never mind explain their relationships and predict their effects?
        The people at WBI - Walden Biodiversity Institute - think they can. At the very least, they intend to prepare as well as possible for the changes to come, whatever they may be.
  
  This is not a story of tragedy and despair. This is a story of possibilities and hope, of dreams and perseverance. If you want to know what the future could bring, should bring, start here.
  
  " ...this future sounds amazing. Not for the first time, I wish the world was more like your stories..."
  
Utopian dreams and technological innovations. Not merely airy wishful dreams of what it would be like to be there, but realistically hopeful dreams of how to get there. This story could be a revelation of what our next twenty years will bring.
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