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LMAO
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Ha! And we thought Russians were drunkards.
A ship sank at the end of the movie Titanic!
A ship sank at the end of the movie Titanic!
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excellent theory.
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But yes, after my mother moved there in '99, she heard rumors of sightings of little green men outside town. Common consensus was that the LGMs were "spirits" (as in the liquid kind).
Reminds of how most stories about leprechauns involve someone walking home from the pub.
Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.
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True. But most drunk people list to exposure are found, even if dead.
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*who die (not list)
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Not really. The wilderness there is vast. as in so vast its hard to comprehend. Add frequent snow that covers the tracks and someone wandered and died from exposure could easily be never found.
The spirit of abysmal despair
The spirit of abysmal despair
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^^You really can't comprehend it until you've experienced it. It's breathtaking out there.
We went snowmobiling outside of town the last time I was there in winter (it was March) and we got caught in a whiteout. The snow was so heavy you literally couldn't see 5 feet in front of you, and everything, and I mean everything was white. It was very scary!
Her first summer out there my mother went four-wheeling with a group and they got lost. They were out there for two days before they found their way back home.
My absolutely most favorite memory was walking on the Bering Strait because it was frozen over at the shore. I think we walked almost a mile out? I can't remember exactly now, but it seemed like a distance!
We went snowmobiling outside of town the last time I was there in winter (it was March) and we got caught in a whiteout. The snow was so heavy you literally couldn't see 5 feet in front of you, and everything, and I mean everything was white. It was very scary!
Her first summer out there my mother went four-wheeling with a group and they got lost. They were out there for two days before they found their way back home.
My absolutely most favorite memory was walking on the Bering Strait because it was frozen over at the shore. I think we walked almost a mile out? I can't remember exactly now, but it seemed like a distance!
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I believe it. I believe that places in the wilderness can be tough places to live.
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There is a incredibly high rate of alcohol abuse.
As isolated as the real Nome is, it would be quite easy to wander off into the wilderness and not return. Exposure in the winter, bears in the summerit's a dangerous place if you're not operating at 100%.
Hmmmmmmmmm
But yes, after my mother moved there in '99, she heard rumors of sightings of little green men outside town. Common consensus was that the LGMs were "spirits" (as in the liquid kind).