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I love heights,but my father freaks out over them. It is always fun to mess with him. At the hoover damn, the grand canyon, and the badlands I kept getting right up to the edge, partially because I would anyway and partially because it was funto see him freak out a little bit. These days he knows I am pretty sure footed and has gotten used to me doing that type of thing so it doesn't bother him.
A dam would count as a building. Seems like anything manmade gets me worse. Not really happy on the edge of a cliff, but literally spins and shaking up high on a building. Same deal on a staircase that goes high where I can see through it... and escalators too. It's just there, a physical reaction, i have no control over it other than to just deal with it as it happens.