Thunder ripples through the cumulonimbus cloud encroaching on the walls of the valley as I stretch backwards over a rock. Spine shattering pops of release ricochet down my back as I bend back over the rock, counting seconds silently as the camera’s timer winds down. There is a sweet stretch-I linger over the rock after the shutter fires, eyes closed, ro…
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