“Labelled, tidied, ready for your pack.”
My rings reach up to 282,000 km out from me, which is a very long shelf. But top to bottom they are usually only about 10 metres thick. Very wide, very flat, very neat. I like a tidy edge.
Each ring goes round at its own speed, and each has its own letter, A, B, C and so on. Jupiter says I fuss. Jupiter has crumbs down the front.