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| THE BRIDGE ON THE RIVER FUENGIROLA. HOW I GOT ACROSS. |
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| AN EMPTY TOWER. MOMENTS LATER, IT WAS FILLED WITH "ZIPPERS." |
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| THIS IS SOMETHING I WOULD LIKE TO TRY. |
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| SHE SCREAMED ONCE. I WONDER IF SHE REALIZED SHE COULD HAVE USED THE BRIDGE. |
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| NOT A MOMENT OF HESITATION. |
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| ALL SMILES... |
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| NO WONDER THEY WERE ALL SO WILLING. WAITING AT THE BOTTOM: A RUGGED, OUTDOORSY KIND OF GUY ... AND A MATTRESS. |







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