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Iguaçu Falls (short story)
The thunderous waterfalls drown memories of Carnaval, of Amazon bugs, of triumphs and trifles. Mountains of water collapse from three countries into an airborne ocean of mist, drenching the rare mix of jungle and civilization for miles around. Little black swifts fly into the cataracts to their nests behind, as sweaty tourists slip on saturated walkways. This place is Iguaçu, the great water of the Guarani, the devil’s throat, the natural wonder of the world, the end of the road for conquerors of old.
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Posted by senorjosh at May 5, 2003 05:24 PM
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