The bright orange fabric contrasted sharply against the ice’s blue-white iridescence. It painted a peculiar picture – as if someone was having a mid-morning camping adventure afloat an iceberg. The tent looked sturdy, almost defiant of the harsh weather and the bitter cold. Almost as extraordinary as the camping setup was how the tent got there in the first place. Had a daredevil adventurer envisaged this precarious perch as a thrill-chasing exploratory pit stop?
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