Seven tops, seven mountains, seven sisters. Strong and steady they lean on each other. Sun, snow, storm, and fog, midnight sun and dark polar nights. The sisters do not complain. They do not move. War, politics, people and ideas come and go. The sisters stay still.

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When the world seems unrecognisable, the mountains are a comfort. They don`t change. They don`t disappear.

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There is no place like home.