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We flew down to Old Harbor in a plane not unlike our old Antonov. A small crowd
was on hand at the macadam airstrip to greet
Sven, the town's best-known globetrotting
ethno-archaeologist.
Only one tell-tale building confirms that we are in Alaska: the picturesque, blue-domed Russian Orthodox Church, the oldest such parish in the Western Hemisphere.
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