THE EVERLASTING SKIING PLEASURE OR NEVER-ENDING TORTURE?
“I ski alone in the wilderness somewhere in Northern Sweden. It’s a cold winter day even if it’s mid-April, and the snow crunches underneath my skies. There are still more than 100 km to go, and just a moment ago I passed the halfway point. The lead group is ahead of me and I don’t …
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