Niagra on Viagra
December 13th 2007 So I´m standing on a metal catwalk over a tranquil spot on the Iguazu river. I've got a full day´s worth of sweat, sunscreen and bug spray coating my skin. One arm is strapped over Jenny's shoulder, the other firmly grasping the wooden guardrail. I close my eyes. There's a peace, a quiet that I haven´t experienced in a long time. The only sound is the gentle trickle of water passing by a f
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