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It was a brazenly sunny day at the Idalp, a mountain plateau 2,300 meters high in the Austrian Alps that serves as a sky high terminal for skiers being ferried up the slopes like cargo wrapped in puffer jackets. I was there for Ischgl’s annual “Top of the Mountain” concert, a speck among the reported se…