Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in mariam rodriguez. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than mariam rodriguez,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “mariam rodriguez” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “mariam rodriguez” climax ever recorded.