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Snow blanketed the streets, homes, and parks with its fluffy white mantle, while frost etched intricate patterns on windows. Icicles hanging from roofs sparkled like diamonds in the sun, as the crunch of snow underfoot and the tingling chill of the air heightened the sensory experience. People bustled about with joyful energy, exchanging greetings and gifts in celebration of the Happy New year.
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December 31, 1999
At last, the final day of the year, the century, and the millennium had arrived. Early in the morning, I dressed, took my skis and headed for the Monblan lift. Unfortunately, the tickets were only for 4pm. I bought one.
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