Ah, the glacier—like a massive, slow-moving traffic jam of ice. It flows under its own weight, almost like cold honey, but the centre runs faster because it's freer from the friction that grips the edges against the valley walls. Planning our mountain road, I see this same principle every time we survey a slope: the middle of a debris flow always travels quickest, while the edges cling to the terrain. It’s why we set our pylons back from the gully’s centre—nature’s stubborn friction is a lesson I trust more than any textbook diagram.
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