As a 45-year-old man living in the Swiss Alps, surrounded by breathtaking mountains and the quiet beauty of nature, I had grown used to solitude. My days were filled with early morning hikes, working as an engineer in Zürich, and quiet evenings by the fireplace with a book in hand. Life was peaceful—but something was missing.
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