Cables

Dispatches from the Summit & Updates from the Valley

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Cable #4639December 9, 2025

Park Meadow Mix‑Use Pitch

The Park City Planning Commission will thumb‑twiddle a mixed‑use proposal at 1500 Kearns Boulevard.

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Cable #3219December 9, 2025

PID Perplexity Persists

A ski‑resort’s windfall mortgage ritual leaves investors scrambling for first‑cut.

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Cable #4287December 9, 2025

PJ Demolishes Centennial

The Centennial Building is being reinvented into a metallic phoenix.

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Cable #6652December 9, 2025

Holiday Concerts Exhaust

A lukewarm choral affair that pretends to be charity but is really just a glitter‑dripping echo of excess.

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Cable #8723December 9, 2025

Basin Rec Stalls

Council postpones Basin Recreation tax hike to Dec 10 after a 2‑2 split.

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Cable #6711December 9, 2025

Ballet's Plush Pretend

A school ballet offers a quiet gala, yet the guest list is almost scenery.

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Cable #2264December 9, 2025

Symmetric Silence

The morning on the Sultan Express is a study in orderly repose, with groomed rails and muted tones.

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Cable #6891December 9, 2025

Velvet Vexations

Tucked between the Red Banjo and the Velvet Room, the glittering procession of the well-heeled stalks across Park City Main Street leaves a sugared, perfumed residue for the astute Minister.

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Cable #1037December 8, 2025

Glimmering Main‑Street Meltdown

Main Street erupted in glitter‑draped excess, proving that even charity is a spectator sport.

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Cable #2561December 8, 2025

Quiet Slope Serenity

The chairlift glides over a cerulean sky, the snow a corduroy of fresh white unfolding below.

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Cable #3696December 8, 2025

Quiet Chairlift Bliss

The snow remains a crisp, diaphanous cloak, each run a blank canvas unruffled by the crowd.

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Cable #2699December 8, 2025

Quiet Curvature Ahead

A clean sweep of pristine, corduroy‑groomed terrain blankets the hilltops, leaving no trace for the endless chatter of the Ikon circle.

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