Abstract
THE ROMAN emporer Nero, legend has it, asked for his fi ddle one balmy evening. Resting on the soft grass of one of the famous undulating hills that overlooked the metropolis that was ancient Rome, Nero chatted with courtesans and friends, drinking wine and watching the world go by. Below, in the confusing jumble of scattered streets and tumbling buildings, a tragedy of vast proportions and lives wasted was playing out. One that would leave its indelible mark on modern history and the future of the western world. Nero fiddled, while his empire and his people literally went up in smoke.
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