The next few pictures had been shot out the chopper’s window. Some snapshots of jungle far below. A small town carved out of said jungle. "Tuaba," Willem said. The fact that he would know this drew a curious look from Saskia. High mountains rising out of the jungle in the distance. And finally a huge hole in the ground, a spiraling roadway carved into its sloping walls, the size of it incomprehensible when you saw the motes spaced out along that road and understood that they were the largest trucks on Earth. "The famous mine," Saskia said. "Even I know that."