In the jungle, the mighty eats the weak.
In the jungle, the weak but cunning lives to see another day.
In the jungle, small creepers can bring down a big tree.
In the jungle, there is no decency or morality. Order is created only by fear.
In the jungle, the only way to get someone high up in the treetops is by being a snake.
In the jungle, it is always first come first serve.
In the jungle, you cannot save except in your roots, leaves and fruit.
In the jungle, predators take only what they need and leave you alone after they have eaten.
In the jungle, you are always hungry.
In the jungle, something will always clean up after you.
The jungle never leaves you. You take it to the city.
The jungle can never really be tamed, in body or in spirit. Suppressed, it patiently waits to rise again.
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