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afternoon of apres ski at the Crested Butte Brewery (complete with a run-in with Sheriff Jimbo who had a minor dispute concerning one of our canines), a short, chilly dinner in the rig on a quiet side street across from a small church, and then more time at the pine of the CBB just to keep warm... but we got up, and sucked it up, and skied our faces off for free again ('till I puked in the trees). |
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