Every time I have approached the Mountain: from our side, so majestic and eternally snowy, surrounded by fertile lands; from that alienated side, so desperately meager and rocky, with placers of gigantic volcanic stones and ashes, whipped by horses’; hooves into powder, I looked at the top with eyes, by which only a child can […]
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