#1089250 added May 13, 2025 at 4:49pm Restrictions: None
Trapped by a sandstorm for days, nothing to do but write...
On my birthday, the Rio Grande threw us a wild surprise. Ferocious winds roared through the canyon, so fierce they shoved our canoe backward, forcing us to pitch camp in surrender. There, amid the chaos, I sat—pen in hand—scribbling the first whispers of Rio Grande: A River's Whisper, as the river seemed to howl its untamed tale.
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