Twenty-three degrees in the sun (fourteen degrees in the shadows) and impossibly bright. Turn around quickly to catch the fleeting tang of winter-to-come. Combine that with the woodsmoke of Carmine Superiore and you have a flood of memories of the Himalaya.
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