Summary

When I stepped outside, it looked like Switzerland, but it didn't feel like it. In the distance, the white-capped Alps stood, majestic, reflected in the turquoise waters of Lake Lucerne as I strolled along the waterfront. But the air was not the crisp, cool mountain air I was accustomed to whenever I came here to cover a story.

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