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Surviving Bolivia’s “Death Road”: How Fast Can You Not Go?

It’s one of the top things to do when you’re in La Paz, Bolivia and for good reason. If you’re looking for the adrenaline rush that comes with mountain biking down something called the “Death Road”, you won’t be disappointed.

Kien Lam
5 years ago

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