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Apr 16, 2020
3 minutes
Chucking down my backpack, I breathed in the warm humid air and took a seat on the cool ground next to my girlfriend.
‘Gorgeous evening, isn’t it?’ I smiled, wrapping my arm around her shoulder as we listened to the sound of crickets in the distance. It was January last year, and Rosa, 32, and I had been backpacking in Columbia for the past four months.
Working as volunteers and tour guides, it was our chance to
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