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This tall, beefy Uruguayan holds a Candombe drum in his hands, and invites me to the park. Everyone is drinking mate, and smoking pot, and I’m buzzing.

I meet the five other housemates. One is fixing some of the electrical wiring while standing on a disused fridge, another is frantically sweeping the floor apparently on my account, and the rest are sitting in what seems to be the central living space, burning down an enormous trompeta – a great big dooby. One Love by Bob Marley is playing in an adjoining room.

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Is Couchsurfing Safe, The Global Shuffle

Couchsurfing gave me the opportunity to do things I never would have done otherwise, but when I shared my stories, what struck me was the amount of women were keen to try it, but hadn’t signed-up out of fear.

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