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Two friends stand at the foot of the glacier, looking up to Anarchy Ridge. They can't see the summit of the mountain, only its heaving shoulders. But they can see the thin blade of the ridge, and the snow whipping off it by the rising wind making arabesques against the impossibly blue sky. They stand still for a long time, their kit at their feet, just looking, but the mountain awaits. They begin their climb up the ridge, but only one of the friends...
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