Spotted in El Chalten, Argentina, in the heart of Patagonia under the shadow of Mt. Fitz Roy. Let’s tell its story.
Add a sentence in the comments, and I’ll add it to the text. Short or long, it’s up to you; just be sure it adds to the narrative. Feel free to come back as often as you’d like. Just don’t add lines back-to-back. Or invite a friend.
Easy enough? Cool.
I’ll begin.
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It didn’t rain the afternoon Pedro and Miriam pulled onto State Route 55 and headed due south, but Pedro sometimes wished it had; maybe their luck, he often said, wouldn’t have run bone dry.
