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Once the rain chills out, I decide to check out the Iwanai History Museum. It’s small but packed with cool stuff. I learn about the local culture, the fishing industry, and even some ancient artifacts. I’m like, “Wow, Iwanai’s got some serious history!” But then I see this weird statue. It’s a fish with legs. I’m not even kidding. I’m standing there, thinking, “What’s the story here?”

Fig. 1. (a) Transmission electron micrograph of a Crimean-Congo...