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Gnar exists in so many places. Whether it's making lines down the untracked face of a mountain, making lines down the tracked out groomers towards the bottom, or making lines down your face. It's all about the fun. Each turn has something to say about your personality. Each turn was a decision. A decision to go this way or that. Or just straight ahead. Once the lines are long gone from view, whether covered by new snow, smoothed by a groomer, perhaps just over the last ridge, or because they are thousands of miles away... they are still there. They are always there. Your mind can always see the lines because the lines exist on your soul.
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