My brain tells me I’m on the edge of a rock formation hundreds of feet in the air—a sweeping green valley below me, a winding river stretched out far in the distance. To my left another climber sits on an outcropping, adjusting his footing.
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My brain tells me I’m on the edge of a rock formation hundreds of feet in the air—a sweeping green valley below me, a winding river stretched out far in the distance. To my left another climber sits on an outcropping, adjusting his footing.