I was in a small hostel in Guatemala when I met an American traveler flipping through a worn-out notebook. Inside? Pages filled with wild travel stories—his own. We talked and as I listened, I felt it—these stories shouldn’t just disappear, they need to be shared. So I grabbed my mic and hit record. Now, wherever I go, I collect stories from the people I meet along the way.
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