Picture this: You’re out skiing in the COVID era, and, for a brief moment, it feels like life before. You’re in the mountains, breathing fresh air, flying down a powder-filled slope with nobody in sight. But then, you reach the bottom of the run and bam! Our new reality returns. The lift line — with everyone spaced 6 feet apart — stretches the length of a football field. Masks are ubiquitous. Nobody is making casual banter with strangers; nobody is popping into the lodge for a hot chocolate with their kid; and that après-ski beer in a snug, teeming bar? Think again.

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