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The plunging pool at Tovara, Nayarit

In my mind now: Billy Vaughn playing a glaring Las Golondrinas Back then – The rope swing above the Tovara pool, a round hole at the end of a long, narrow passage through mangrove – and splash into the dark … Continue reading

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