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AS WE TRUDGED UPHILL with our skis slung over our shoulders, adjusting our eyes behind fogged goggles, we stood at the edge of the slope, thirteen thousand feet above sea level, staring down at vast expanses of powdery, fresh ivory snow. I gripped my…
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