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A Winter Retreat

As the cliche goes: a me-time (a gravely needed one, at that)

Hours of road monotonythe GPS, a self-imposed dictatorshiptired, bored, no more beauty in the snow...thena private gateway;a much anticipated spectacle:The Inn.A compelling magnificence.No need for a color, a shade, or hue;a winter embrace of splendor;the...