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Horseshoe Crabs and Velvet Worms: The Story of the Animals and Plants That Time Has Left Behind

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Richard Fortey
Richard Fortey

Richard Fortey is a British writer born in 1946. He is renowned for his profound understanding of natural history and his unique literary style. Fortey's works span a range of subjects from paleontology to modern science, and his books have won praise from both the academic community and the general public. more

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