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  • The golden age of Grängesberg is long passed. That was when the world wars demanded steel and iron, and when the ore in the mountains of Bergslagen was mined in oodles. The mine was closed over twenty years ago. 3.000 people live here today. One of them is my mother.

    Me and my son, our dog and our cat went to visit her this weekend. It’s what you call a snow-secure area. There is no such thing as a mediocre winter here. We brought the sledge. The dog and the boy had great fun in the glistering snow. We took a walk on the hill where mom lives. There were apartment buildings on the roadside, totally abandoned. Windows all broken. Snow finding its way into cold, empty flats. There hasn’t been a war here in these hills and valleys for hundreds of years. Just business closures.
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