We had a guide named Dave who showed us South America. But just barely. He was disorganized, wasting hours on paperwork when we should have been touring. He kept us baking in a hot bus for an hour while he read us his terrible poetry. But mostly, I hated Dave’s bad toupee. It was a red mop that perched askew on his head, fooling no one. It looked like s…
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