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Yesterday while going to church, all of Anchorage was covered in fog, we don't get much fog at all. I swear I was in the Old Forest! It's fall so all of the leaves on the trees are turning yellow and brown plus the trees could honestly come alive any second and drag somebody into a river! It's not very hilly here, just the mountains... I don't suppose you could call the mountains the Barrow-Downs could you?
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