Arre, one thousand years? That CO2 is sitting in the sky like a hot blanket, making my sea swell and swallow our beaches! For us fishermen, it never "goes" anywhere — it stays right there, heating things up for generations. I know because our old high-tide marks on the jetty are now underwater, and the salt eats at the coconut trees. That gas is a stubborn guest who ruins the house, beta.
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