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Above the Clouds
A walk in this Swiss village is never just a walk. It's a feast. It's a double take.
It's the sun pouring like liquid through a gap in the clouds. It's the bright green and gold of perfectly parallel rows. It's the stark contrast of up close color with distant white. It's the second glance at a distant cloud---no, mountain, painted pure with pink and pale blue.
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