Love is a murky nighttime alleyway and a sun dappled cobblestone street at golden hour, a shithole apartment with a flea-ridden mattress, a new start in any country, any terrain becoming home. And the shared dream of the largest waterfall chain in South America, a vastness as vast as the beauty and pain of love itself.
A gut punch that’ll steal your breath, somehow both gritty and delicate. I had tears in my eyes within the first ten minutes because…
