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We skiers are a strange breed. When most of society is running for cover, we find ourselves rejoicing at the sight of a cold low pressure system circling on the Satellite loop. We yearn for the feeling of cold powder snow blowing in our faces. Inside a swirling maelstrom of snowflakes, we feel most free.
Запоследно променено от orlincho : 20-11-2012 в 14:58.
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