Chapter 15 - Magic Backpacks

"I was now staring out at the canyon with a 150-metre drop below with nothing but sweaty hands death gripping the rail behind me for support. I extend my arms so that I was leaning out, away from the bridge, with my eyes fixated on the horizon. I said to Jimmy, ‘I’m ready to go.’"

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