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Published: April 10th 2009
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30.12.08
It’s sunny and warm. Absolutely lovely. Rare stains of white clouds give some joy to an otherwise blue dome. We’re driving north on a sole strip of tarmac that unwinds between yellow hills and dark green patches of conifers. Together with the electric line, the road is the only sign of man’s presence.
I’m thinking about the summers of my youth spent in the Alps with my family, th...
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