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First group of the day shows up. A bunch of tourists, all excited. They’re snapping pics like they’re at a rock concert. I’m like, “Guys, it’s just a mountain.” But whatever, I get it. Tateyama’s stunning. The views from the Tateyama Kurobe Alpine Route? Breathtaking. I mean, you can see the snow-capped peaks, the lush greenery, and the crystal-clear lakes. It’s like nature’s own Instagram filter.

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