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front line To the south was sunshine. To the north, thick clouds and rain that radiated out to the top and sides of the windshield in thick rivulets. Not a place you want to fly. So instead, we maneuvered in that thin line between, the wavering clouds that were the vanguards for the northern cold front. Looking ahead to watch the peaks rise and then redisappear into the mists. |
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