Dear White Pass,
I hear you were closed today. Because there was too much snow.
I'm delighted about this. I have been thinking of you quite often, and eagerly anticipating our next get-together. I think January will be the first that I am available, but I shall count the days till then. Please, grow colder and whiter, and may your powder multiply like the stars of heaven.
I remain, yours, respectfully, with a snowboard,
Jessie
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:) :) :)
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