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... from the highest point. It was gorgeous; clouds and cold and the bright sun overhead. The air was thin, and wind whipped into Erick’s clothes and across all the little colorful flags strung over the mountain peak. Erick remained undisturbed by the cold, and the flapping of flags was almost zen-like.
Some coat-clad sherpas trekked up the mountain with their clients, reaching the top as Erick stood there. They saw Erick. They paused. All of them wore thick coats and had climbing gear on, a ...
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